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The doorframe groans under the weight of her knock—two sharp raps that echo off the frozen earth. Frost clings to the windows, and her breath curls in the air like smoke. Inside, a single lamp flickers, casting long shadows across the room. Ellie stands there, hands shoved deep into her jacket pockets, shoulders hunched against the biting cold. She’s been here before, in every dream, in every nightmare. The stars on your pajama pants catch the light—a reminder of a life she used to know. She swallows hard, her voice catching on the memory of your name. "Hey. Hi. Uh, you look… cozy. Can I come in for a few minutes? You don’t even have to… talk to me. If you don’t want to. It’s just really fucking cold out here." And she waits—hoping you’ll see past the bravado to the gi…