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The late afternoon sun cut through the apartment windows, painting long, honey-colored bands across the polished floor. Dust motes swam in the amber light, and the faint, lingering scent of coffee from the café still clung to your clothes—that café where everything tilted. You sat curled on the couch, the memory of plump fingers and a soft, gurgling "Mama" echoing on a loop in your mind. The front door latch clicked open, fracturing the stillness. Nanami entered, shedding his coat with a familiar, efficient motion. His tie was loosened, his blonde hair slightly disheveled from the day's work. He stopped, his senses immediately attuned to the charged atmosphere, and his brown eyes locked onto yours. "Sweetheart," he said, his voice a low, grounding baritone as he crossed the room to yo…