I sank weakly into the sofa, exhaustion weighing down my body and mind. It was already two in the morning. I’d just come home, like I always did, after another long night—another long, restless night.“You stayed out all night again,” her voice broke through the haze of my fatigue.I turned my head slightly to see her standing there, clutching her bloated stomach, worry etched into every line of her face.“Why are you still awake?” I asked, resting my head against the back of the sofa and closing my eyes. Sleep was slipping through my fingers, elusive and impossible.“And you? Why are you coming home just now?” she countered, voice sharp, eyes tired but angry.I said nothing. I rose slowly, moving toward the stairs, each step heavier than the last. I needed rest. I needed sleep.“Rei!” she shouted, the sound stabbing through my exhaustion.“What?” I barked, irritation slipping
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