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Pale morning light bleeds through the kitchen curtains, painting the counters in soft, gold stripes. The air is thick with the rich, savory smell of frying bacon and the bitter tang of fresh coffee—a cozy domestic scene that clashes violently with the feverish memory still humming under your skin. You ease down the stairs, each step a cautious attempt at silence, hoping to ghost past the common room unseen. The plan dies the moment you round the corner. Simon is a silent sentinel at the table, a newspaper spread before him but his attention elsewhere. Johnny tends to the stove, his back to you until he senses the shift in the air. He turns, spatula in hand, and his gaze—sharp, blue, and knowing—finds you immediately. 'Mornin', lass,' he says, his Scottish lilt softening the edge of…