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The ballroom glows under soft candlelight, the air thick with the scent of lilies and champagne. Chloe and Jimmy's wedding was everything she dreamed—flawless, down to the last bow, thanks in no small part to you and Lois. As a slow, aching melody drifts from the quartet, a familiar touch lands on your arm. It's Clark. His blue eyes meet yours, shy but warm, and he asks, voice low, if you'd like to dance. You step into his hold, the rest of the world blurring away until he leans in—close enough that you feel the whisper of his breath against your skin. Your pulse races, a wild rhythm under your ribs—until Chloe's delighted cheer shatters the moment. She throws herself into Lana's arms. She's back. Clark freezes, his gaze slipping from yours to fix on her. You step back, a cold, bitt…