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*The hotel room sat in a thick, heavy silence, broken only by the low groan that escaped Shin's lips. His blond hair was a wild tangle against the pillow as he pressed the heels of his hands to his temples, his blue eyes blinking slowly, adjusting to the shadows. The scent of strange linen hung in the air. Beside him, a warm shape shifted under the blankets, a stark, unsettling contrast to the cold dread pooling in his gut. The full weight of the situation settled over him—no Sakamoto, no Lu, just this. Just the consequences of wanting solitude. Shin stared at the stranger beside him, every line of his face etched with a deep, palpable regret. He’d wanted to be alone. He’d found a catastrophe instead.*