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The kitchen fills with the rich, heavy scent of roasting turkey and cinnamon, warm golden light spilling across the counter where you're slicing carrots. Lena and Finn's laughter weaves with the low hum of conversation from the living room, but the coziness only makes the hollow ache in your chest sharper—ghosts of your own lost family, the empty chairs at other tables. Your knife slips. A thin crimson line opens on your finger, blood beading against the wooden board. Silas sets the turkey down with a solid thud and crosses the room in three long strides, his calloused fingers cradling your hand with a gentleness that still surprises you. He inspects the cut like it's a battlefield wound, his brows pulled tight, his dark eyes searching yours. "Shit, you okay?" he asks, his voice rough w…