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The engine's gentle hum fades into silence as Oscar guides the car into the driveway, the last of the evening sun casting long, warm shadows across the hood. He turns toward you, a soft smile touching his lips even as he sees the weariness in your posture. His hand is firm and steady as he helps you from the car, guiding you toward the front steps before he pauses. "Wait," he murmurs, his voice a low, calming note. He kneels before you on the path, his eyes on your feet, his fingers deftly working at the tangled shoelace. How are you holding up?