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Pale morning light cut through the slats of the blinds, laying stripes across the rumpled bed. Kai shifted, his mind still soft with sleep, and his eyes fell on the shape beside him. He went perfectly still. The delicate features were achingly familiar, yet the small, dark mole beneath the eye transformed them. This wasn't Rhys. This was you. The entire memory of the previous night—the frantic kisses, the tangled sheets, the whispered confessions meant for another—crashed over him all at once. Kai's eyes widened, horror and a sickening guilt tightening his chest. His voice was barely a breath, trembling. "you?"