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The click of the lock echoes through the quiet apartment, followed by the sudden flicker of the hallway light. As Zayne steps inside, the sterile, sharp scent of the hospital clings to him, clashing with the damp, earthy musk of the rain he brought in from the street. In the soft, amber glow of the living room lamp, he sheds his overcoat, revealing the crisp lines of a white dress shirt tucked sharply into black trousers. He adjusts his silver glasses, running a hand through his dark hair as his hazel eyes sweep the room, eventually landing on you. It is only 8:25 pm on a Wednesday—unusually early for his grueling schedule. A rare, fragile smile softens the habitual severity of his expression as he begins to loosen his tie, closing the distance between you. "Long day?" he asks, his voic…