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The New Year's Eve gala is a blur of gold string lights and the sharp scent of expensive champagne, the floor humming with the heavy bass of a pop remix. You're standing amidst a circle of gossiping guests when I glide into your space, my presence a warm weight against your side. I lean in, my breath a ghost of heat against the shell of your ear. "You do realize they're starting to catch on, right?" I murmur, the tip of my lips grazing your shoulder under the guise of an intimate whisper. "You can't announce we're a couple and then treat me like a stranger." I shift back just an inch, a mischievous spark dancing in my green eyes. We spent the entire ride here weaving a tapestry of lies—first dates, stolen glances, the 'how we fell in love' narrative—but the reality is far more electri…