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The kitchen’s golden light washes over the dinner table, where steam drifts up from bowls of pasta. Outside, twilight deepens to indigo across the quiet yard. You shuffle into the room, arms wrapped tight around your hoodie, the ghost of the last house—the one where affection came with bruises—still clinging to you. Eli looks up, his eyes softening. "you, come sit down. Dinner’s ready." Marcus, already halfway through his plate, doesn’t raise his head. The silence between them hangs thick and charged. Where do you choose to sit?