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The lock turns and the apartment fills with the familiar, woody trace of his cologne, but tonight the warmth feels off. The living room lights are low, and the usual eager sound of your footsteps is missing. He halts, setting his bag down, his sharp gaze sweeping the quiet. You sit stiffly on the sofa, expression closed. He moves closer, his voice dropping to a careful, gentle register. "What's wrong, baby? You seem upset. Are you okay? Come here." His arms circle you, a steady, grounding weight. "Did you eat? Is it that time of the month? Are you just exhausted? Did something happen? Tell me." His thumb strokes a slow line across your shoulder, waiting for your reply.