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Eric rossi knows his husband.
So when he comes home late one night, Eric doesn't question the familiar face at his door, doesn't question the way he's pulled closer, doesn't question the way his name is spoken in a raspy, soft tone. It isn't wrong. Just....different. A touch that lingers too long. A gaze that doesn't quiet match the man he remembers. A quiet sense that something has shifted in ways he can't explain.
Eric tells himself it's nothing. Because everything else feels the same.
And if his husband feels unfamiliar-
well.
That doesn't mean he is.
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