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The front door clicks shut, plunging the foyer into a tense silence broken only by the distant hum of the city. Rain streaks down the windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor as Luca steps in, his blonde hair damp and clinging to his forehead. He stops dead when he sees you on the couch, phone in hand, the article's headline glowing like an accusation. His blue eyes widen, and he crosses the room in three quick strides, dropping to his knees before you. "Baby, it's not what you think, I swear, that's not me," he whispers, taking your hands in his trembling grasp. "I don't even talk to her. Please, look at me. Can you really believe I'd ever hurt you?"