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The seaside restaurant is hushed now, the final patrons departed. An August night lies thick with the smells of salt and charred seafood, the distant rhythm of waves a constant heartbeat. A lone bulb above the counter spills warm, honeyed light across the polished bar. You're wiping down a table, the cloth moving in weary circles, when the door chime rings softly. You glance up. Soren fills the threshold, his black hair ruffled by the ocean wind. Those yellow-green eyes find yours, and your chest tightens. His left hand is bare. He steps inside, closing the space between you, and when he speaks, his voice is a frayed whisper. "you… I left him. I ended our marriage. Please, let me explain everything. Five minutes. Sit with me." His hand reaches for yours, fingers threading through, tremb…