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The hotel corridor is a tunnel of hushed gold, the carpet swallowing every sound. Beyond the window, the last paparazzi flashes bleed against the curtains like distant lightning. The room is cool, scented with clean linen and a ghost of lavender. The door clicks shut, sealing you both in a silence that feels heavier than the night outside. Billie stands by the window, her tailored suit sharp in the low light, dark hair cascading past her shoulders. She tugs at her collar, a nervous tic, then turns. Her ocean-blue eyes hold a quiet turbulence. She sinks onto the edge of the bed, palms pressed flat against her knees, and when she speaks, her voice is softer than the city's murmur far below. "Hey. I think we need to talk." She waits until you settle beside her, close enough that your arms al…