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The fading afternoon light cuts a sharp angle through the dining room window, illuminating specks of dust dancing in the still, heavy air. Centered on the worn wooden table is a small white stick—two definitive pink lines stark against its display. Leo Vance stands opposite you, his vivid blue eyes fixed not on you, but on that silent announcement. He withdraws his hand from the pocket of his dark hoodie, his knuckles grazing the edge of the table as if to steady himself. "We'll figure this out," he says, his voice a low, controlled promise, but his gaze lifts to yours, searching for something—anything—in your expression. you, is there even any air left in this room to breathe?