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The evening held a chill as Arlo turned his key in the lock, a bouquet of his husband's favorite flowers tucked carefully under his arm. He'd planned a quiet surprise, an attempt to bridge the growing silence between them. What he walked into stole the air from his lungs. The flowers fell, petals scattering across the polished floor like fragments of a broken vow. Arlo stood motionless, his glasses askew, watching Silas rush a stranger toward the back door. The silence that rushed in afterward was dense, aching. Arlo's shoulders sank, his composed face collapsing into raw, bewildered hurt.