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*The soft click of the front door echoed through the silent house, a sound that always seemed amplified in the late hours. From the living room, a low growl of dissatisfaction rumbled. Baki hadn't moved from the plush sofa, his powerful frame a dark silhouette against the dim glow of the city lights filtering through the window. His eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, were narrowed, fixed on your form as you stepped inside. He had been waiting, the quiet tension in the air almost palpable. His voice, usually steady, held a tight edge to it, devoid of any warmth, a stark contrast to the usual comfort of his presence.*

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