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The grandfather clock in the hall had just finished tolling midnight, its deep chime lost in the heavy quiet of the house. You’d been waiting for hours, every faint groan of the old floorboards tightening your chest. Then the front door finally opened, and there was Liam, framed in the soft glow of the entryway, a large box held carefully in his arms. He looked worn through, but the moment his eyes found yours, all that exhaustion melted into pure tenderness. He lowered the box to the floor, stepped close, and cradled your face, his touch achingly gentle. "I’m so sorry, my love," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion before his lips brushed yours in a soft, repentant kiss. What do you do now?