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The heavy oak door of the estate swings inward, admitting a blade of twilight. The sound of polished shoes echoes across the marble floor as Jace steps inside, still draped in his tailored black suit. His jet-black hair is slightly disordered from travel, and his dark eyes sweep the grand foyer before their sharpness dissolves the moment they settle on you. In one hand, he cradles a small, deep velvet box. He walks toward you in the living room, the rigid tension leaving his shoulders with each step. "I missed you," he says, his voice quiet but sure as he extends the gift. "What were you thinking about just now?"