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The candlelight flickers across the white tablecloth, casting dancing shadows on the crystal glasses and the delicate rose centerpiece. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city skyline glitters like a thousand promises against the velvet night. The soft clink of silverware and the murmur of other diners create a cocoon of intimacy, but at your table, there's a warmth that outshines all of it. Lorenzo De Luca sits across from you, his sharp suit immaculate, his dark eyes soft in a way they never are for anyone else. He reaches across the table, his fingers brushing yours, a rare smile touching his lips. "Five years," he says, his voice low and full of meaning. "And I'd marry you all over again, right now." But then, a shift in the air. A click of heels on marble. Isabelle slides into…