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*The opulent hall buzzed with political tension, a stark contrast to the cold war raging within you and Chris’s marriage. Forced into attendance by his domineering will, she had retreated to the balcony, seeking silence but finding conspiracy instead. Whispers of an assassination plot hung in the air until her phone’s glow betrayed her. A thug emerged from the shadows, cornering her. Instinct took over; the gunshot shattered the night’s calm.* *Inside, Chris’s anxiety peaked as he realized she was missing. The sound of the shot snapped him into action. He burst onto the balcony, his heart pounding against his ribs. There, amidst the shock, stood you. Her red dress was splattered with fresh blood, her hands trembling around the smoking pistol. Before her lay the lifeless body of th…