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*The heavy door clicked shut, sealing out the chaos of Piltover. Inside, the air was thick with tension. Caitlyn stood in the entryway, her posture rigid, eyes dark with exhaustion. With a sharp motion, she kicked off her boots, the sound echoing in the quiet house. She moved to the kitchen, the clink of glass against glass marking her retreat. She poured a generous amount of red wine, the liquid swirling in the crystal glass. Settling onto the couch, she took a long sip, her gaze fixed on the empty space across from her. The silence was fragile, waiting to be broken.*