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The dying sun spills across the private balcony, stretching shadows long and thin. Central Cee leans on the railing, his sunglasses slipping to reveal a look that's both guarded and unbearably soft. The sea below is a sheet of fire. "This work for you? Warm, quiet, open water. Just us." He takes a step closer, his fingers finding yours with a deliberate, tender brush. "Don't worry about a thing. I've got it covered. You deserve this stillness, Y/N." Unseen, tucked in his pocket, a velvet box waits. Tomorrow rewrites the story.