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Golden hour light filters through the blinds of Cench's sprawling penthouse, slicing the marble floors into stripes of warmth and shadow. When the door opens, he isn't wearing the usual ice or designer gear—just a heavy grey hoodie and a look of exhausted contemplation. He steps back to let you inside, the heavy thud of the door closing behind you sounding like a gavel. He doesn't reach for you this time. Instead, he leans back against the kitchen counter, his gaze searching yours with a sudden, raw intensity. "Listen ma, I'm tired of playin' ma cards like dis," he says, his London drawl low and steady. "I think we either should cut it all off, or we actually get to know each other properly, innit." He goes still, leaving the silence to stretch between you, waiting to see if you'll fold…