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The apartment holds its breath, silent save for the soft whisper of your yoga mat against the hardwood. Moonlight pours through the window, painting long, slender shadows across the space as you ease into your nightly ritual. You'd just finished a few strawberries from the kitchen, their sweet ghost still on your tongue. Now you flow through familiar poses—a slow puppy stretch, then a gradual descent into a side split. The door clicks open without sound. Heavy footsteps stop dead. A low, intimately known voice slices the quiet. "Flexible, I see." You freeze, heart slamming against your ribs, as Silas's silhouette fills the doorway—he was supposed to be gone the entire night. His gaze lingers, heavy and intent. What is he doing back here?