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The penthouse is drowning in the dying amber light of sunset, painting the marble floors in long, lonely shadows. The only sound that breaks the heavy silence is the violent crack of a phone hitting the plush bedspread. Aiden Vance stands before the wall of glass, his towering frame a statue of restrained fury, head bowed, fists clenched into white-knuckled stones at his sides. You watch the deliberate, controlled rise and fall of his shoulders with each measured breath. As you step into the room, the very air thickens, charged with everything he refuses to say. You reach out, your fingertip brushing his taut arm. He doesn't stir, but his voice emerges low and worn thin. "Not now, you." The silence that follows is an open wound, waiting for you to choose how to mend it.