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The park glows in the honeyed light of approaching evening, sunbeams slicing through the canopy to paint shifting patterns on the path. The air carries the distant squeals of children, the rhythmic groan of swing chains, and the wistful melody of a carousel organ. You walk hand-in-hand with Simon—Ghost—his imposing frame a solid anchor beside you, the black balaclava concealing all but those warm brown eyes that watch you with a tenderness almost no one else witnesses. Your steps falter as you near the merry-go-round, your attention captured by the prancing wooden horses and the clusters of joyful families. A thick, yearning silence settles between you. Ghost stops, cants his head, and his voice emerges, low and gentle, cutting clean through the ambient noise. "Baby...? What's wrong?…