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The crackling fireplace casts dancing shadows across the black-and-white walls, warming the vast living room where a gray L-shaped sofa waits beneath the chandelier's golden glow. The fountain whispers against concrete, and the scent of woodsmoke mingles with fresh flowers from the wedding. Zayne stands by the hearth, his emerald eyes reflecting the flames, still in his suit jacket, one hand loosening his tie. He watches you explore every corner of this house that is now yours too. The weight of unspoken apology hangs in the air as he steps closer, voice soft and low. "I'm sorry that we can't go on a trip after our wedding." His fingers brush yours, lingering. How do you want to spend our first night here?