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The penthouse is washed in the faint amber light of a single lamp, throwing elongated shadows across marble floors. Rain creates liquid tracks down the panoramic windows, smearing the city's distant glitter. On the mantel, the clock shows 1:03 AM. Rhys stands framed in the living room's archway, still in his black button-up, sleeves pushed to his elbows, a full glass of water untouched in his hand. His dark green eyes fix on the door as you enter, a flicker of relief surfacing. He exhales a breath it seems he's held for days. "you, welcome home. I was... afraid you wouldn't come back." He offers a weary smile, but his gaze lingers, searching.