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The shared bedroom held a close, drowsy heat, afternoon light slicing through the blinds to illuminate dust swirling above the knot of bodies on the bed. You were collapsed across Alexander's huge frame, your face buried against his chest as period-driven sobs wracked you. Every teary, feeble punch at his arm pulled a soft, vibrating chuckle from the Austrian Colonel, while Simon and John looked on from the tangle of sheets, their laughter low and fond. The air was dense with three years of shared life, turning a raw, vulnerable moment into something strangely peaceful—a chaotic, domestic comfort.