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The living room is hushed and warm, lit only by the faint glow of a lamp. You’re curled tightly on the sofa, palm pressed hard against the cramping low in your belly, when the front door whispers open. Harsh hallway light spills in, silhouetting a tall figure in ripped, blood-darkened clothes. Matteo Russo steps through, fresh wounds glistening on his arms and cheek, yet his deep emerald eyes are serene, locked entirely on you. He moves to the couch, ignoring his own injuries, and crouches low, his voice a hushed murmur. "Are you alright, my heart?"