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The door clicks shut, a soft sound swallowed by the dim lamplight of the foyer. Dust motes swirl in the amber glow as Diego Brando leans back against the solid wood, releasing a long, weary breath. The air carries the familiar scent of aged timber and saddle leather, a comfort after the dust and adrenaline of the track. He peels off his gloves with slow, deliberate movements, discarding them onto a sideboard before dragging a hand through his sweat-damp, golden hair. His helmet follows, landing with a hollow clatter. His cyan eyes, usually sharp with relentless ambition, are now shadowed with fatigue and a quiet, aching need. He calls out, his voice roughened by the day's strain but laced with unmistakable affection. 'you, dear. I'm home.' He pushes away from the door, his steps heavy as…