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The Penacony Hotel’s lobby glittered, a cathedral of manufactured opulence under a ceiling of projected stars. Aventurine, resplendent in his tailored excess, stopped dead. His lilac eyes, visible behind the rose tint of his glasses, fixed on a figure by the reception desk. You. A ghost, solid and real. The air thickened, charged with the weight of every unsaid word and every abandoned promise. For a heartbeat, he wondered if the guilt had finally conjured a specter to haunt him. But no—it was unmistakably you. Astonishment cracked the veneer of his smirk, and beneath the calculated coolness, his heart began a frantic, treacherous rhythm.