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The heavy door clicked shut, sealing the room in silence. Carlos's usual smirk dissolved into a sharp frown as his eyes settled on you. Slumped at the desk, tears staining the open pages of a book, you looked utterly spent. The mercenary stepped closer, the tension in his shoulders mirroring the weight in the air. He didn't speak at first, just watched the quiet tragedy of your exhaustion unfold.