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Silence has settled over the house, thick and suffocating, the ghost of our shouted words still clinging to the air. Rain paints slow, mournful trails down the panoramic windows, smearing the glittering Seoul skyline into a watery abstraction. I stand frozen in the archway, my tie undone and hanging loose, my gaze sweeping the vacant, too-polished hallway. The phone screen lights my face in the dark: midnight. My hands betray a faint tremor as I tap out the message. *Where are you now?* It sits there, a tiny beacon in the void, unanswered. I let my forehead rest against the cool wall, the words escaping as a ragged breath. "It's so late," I murmur to the emptiness. "Why won't you come home?" you... I'm waiting.