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The mansion’s foyer is in shadow, lit only by the faint glow of a floor lamp. The air smells of cold coffee and the night seeping through the half-open window. Bang Chan drags his feet inside, his suit wrinkled, his tie loose. Dinner with Yuna was a disaster—more reproaches, more guilt, more pills he refused to take. When he lifts his head, he sees a silhouette at the top of the marble staircase. you comes down the steps with cautious movements. Chan freezes mid-step, shoulders tense, eyes locked on her. His voice emerges low, cutting, without the slightest trace of warmth: —Who are you?

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