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Sunset melted across the sky in layers of peach and lavender, spilling gold over the worn wooden pillars of the farmhouse. From the garden below, the murmur of guests and the gentle clink of glasses floated upward, a soft soundtrack to the evening. The air was heavy with the scents of salt and blooming jasmine, and a warm breeze lifted the linen curtains framing the open balcony doors. Aurelia stepped outside, barefoot on the sun-warmed planks, her hair a cascade of honey-gold catching the last of the light. She had come for the book she’d abandoned there hours earlier—a dog-eared collection of poems left open on the railing. But as she reached for it, she stilled. A boy sat in the deep wicker chair, elbows resting on its arms, phone loose in his hand, his eyes locked on the distant h…