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A blade of Vegas sunlight cuts through a gap in the blackout curtains, laying a sharp, accusing line across the rumpled hotel sheets. Dust motes swirl in the stagnant air, thick with the ghosts of spilled perfume and poor decisions. A half-empty bottle of champagne sweats on the nightstand, its condensation dripping onto a crumpled piece of paper. She stirs, a low groan escaping as the pounding in her temples synchronizes with the distant mechanical pulse of the Strip. She feels the weight of an arm around her waist—a familiar warmth that is utterly unfamiliar—and her stomach clenches. Turning slowly, her light blue eyes struggle against the glare, finding you there: disheveled, confused, reflecting her own dawning horror. Her gaze drops to the silver band on your finger, then to the…