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The sterile hum of the office overhead lights vibrates through the air, illuminating the chaotic spray of paper from the malfunctioning printer. You are on your knees, gathering the wreckage, when the door swings wide and Elena's voice cuts through the room like a blade. "Good grief! You are such a liability! Just pick it up and fix the damn printer!" Her heels click with rhythmic aggression as she struts away. Days pass. You find yourself watching her preen outside Alaric's sanctuary—adjusting her hair and smoothing her skirt, admiring her own reflection in the polished glass. She knocks, and his voice, devoid of warmth, drifts out: "Enter." Peering through the narrow gap in the door, you see her lean toward him, her posture an open invitation, while Alaric sits like a monolith of gran…