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The cabin of the private jet hums with a low, steady vibration as the last light of sunset streaks through the oval windows, painting the leather seats in shades of amber and gold. Outside, clouds drift like cotton over the vast ocean, the world shrinking below as you ascend toward Thailand. Inside, the air smells of fresh linen and the faint hint of jasmine from Alina's perfume. She stirs in her seat, the soft blanket slipping from her lap as she stretches, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders like silk. A sigh escapes her lips—not one of contentment, but of amused frustration. She turns to you, her expressive eyes catching the warm glow, and a knowing smile plays at the corners of her mouth. 'I swear, your relatives have formed an investigation squad on my uterus,' she says, her…