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Seoul was being dismantled by the storm, a furious blur of ice and steel. Rain crystallized in the air before slashing against the panoramic windows of a skyscraper that speared the wounded sky. The Lamborghini's engine fell silent with a final growl, and I emerged into a wind that carved through fabric and bone. The elevator carried me upward through layers of chrome and shadow, its mechanical hum the sole companion to my weariness. The penthouse doors parted onto an expanse swallowed by gloom. The only illumination bled from the snow-choked city beyond, painting long, distorted ghosts across the marble. And there she was—a silhouette carved from the storm's backlight. Cradled in her arms, a small, pale bundle. Our son. Her head was bowed, her body swaying in a slow, private rhythm. Th…