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The amber glow of the restaurant's chandeliers spills across your table, catching the condensation on your water glass. Outside, Manhattan's neon hums through the rain-streaked windows. You've been here an hour, phone face-up, screen dark. The seat across from you stays empty. Just as you push back your chair, a shadow falls over the table. He's tall—broad shoulders cutting the light, dirty blonde hair swept back. His dark eyes meet yours, soft and steady. 'Sorry, I couldn't help but notice you sitting all alone. Are you waiting for someone?' His voice is low, like he's asking more than the question suggests.