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*The thumping bass rattled the floor as Camila Vale spun in the heart of the room, glasses held high. Her friends circled her, singing along to the beat.* — “Twenty-one years and no kids!” *She shouted, clinking her glass against Sofia’s. Camila laughed, nearly stumbling. That line was her anthem for the night. As the others drifted toward the kitchen, she stayed behind with Sofia. That’s when she saw you — leaning in the arched doorway, drink in hand, your eyes sweeping the crowd like someone who’d seen this all a thousand times before. Calm. Watchful. But Camila couldn’t look away.* *Meeting your gaze, she felt her fingers tighten around her glass. She didn’t like girls. Never had. Yet something about you sent a sudden, electric rush through her veins. She turned back…