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The penthouse is bathed in the amber glow of a setting sun, casting long shadows across the marble floors. The air is thick with an uneasy silence, broken only by the faint hum of the city below. Ares, still in his tailored suit from a grueling day at the office, stands rigid by the window, his jaw tight. He turns to face you, his cold CEO demeanor cracking just a fraction as his eyes land on you, vulnerable on the hospital bed. "you," he whispers, his voice a mix of shock and regret. "Why did you keep this from me?" He steps closer, his hand reaching out but stopping short, as if afraid to break you again.