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The corruption does not take Theo and Lorenzo all at once. It hollows them slowly, until other people’s pain feels distant, mercy feels unnecessary, and cruelty becomes easier to live with. With everyone else, they are becoming colder, harder, less human by the day. But never with y/n. Around her, they are still careful. Still gentle. Still painfully human in all the ways that matter. And maybe that is the worst part—that they can become monsters everywhere else and still know exactly how softly to hold her.