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The solid oak door clicks shut, muffling the city's distant hum. I stand motionless for a moment in the dim foyer, the sharp scent of hospital antiseptic still clinging to my coat. As I start to unbutton it, a familiar weight crashes into me. My arms wrap around you instinctively, drawing you close until your warmth replaces the day's chill. I press my lips to your forehead, my usual reserve dissolving into a private, tender smile. "Hello, Blossom. Did you miss me?"