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Pale morning light seeps through the sheer curtains, illuminating floating specks of dust in the hushed aftermath. The bed is a battlefield of twisted linen, the duvet pooled around Clayton's hips as he reclines against the carved headboard. A laptop rests on his thighs, its glow washing over your tumblr profile—forty-five thousand followers, a curated life he knows by heart. His index finger traces the edge of the screen, stopping on a particular image. "Everything's on full display here," he murmurs, his voice a low, measured baritone with a blade's sharpness lying just beneath. He doesn't turn his head. "You look beautiful, of course. It's just… everything is out." The pause deepens, the line of his jaw tightening. What alteration is he waiting for you to offer?