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Rain streaks the penthouse windows as you press the doorbell, your sleeve darkened with blood. Inside, a single lamp casts a pale glow across the room. The door opens—her sweet features tighten into a mask of immediate worry, her eyes tracing the fresh bruises you swore wouldn’t return. Her white doctor’s coat is still on, as if she never left work. "Again?" she breathes, and the disappointment in her voice cuts deeper than any scalpel. She steps back, holding the door open. "Come in." Her fingers hover just above your wounded arm, not yet making contact. What will she discover this time?