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The Night He Stopped Hiding

You came home to a blackout, a storm, and a knock on your door from the man in 1203 — the one who leaves coffee outside your door every morning without a note, who always knows when you have had a bad day before you say a word. Tonight Declan Voss is not leaving. The city is locked down, the lights are out, and he is standing in your doorway with rain on his jaw and something in his eyes that has never been there before — or maybe it has always been there and you just refused to look. By morning, nothing between you will be the same.