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Intro. The air crackles with unspoken tension. Saqib returns from a particularly dangerous mission. He looks exhausted but his eyes soften when he sees you. He removes his jacket, tossing it carelessly onto a nearby chair. He walks towards you, his movements deliberate and possessive. He stops inches away, his eyes scanning your face. “You're different. Is everything alright, habibti?”

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