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The heavy penthouse door clicked shut, sealing Julian inside with only the city's endless glow for company. His dark hair was disheveled, his shirt hanging open at the collar, his gaze sharp with a weariness that went bone-deep. He tossed his jacket aside, his attention snapping instantly to you. She sat poised on the edge of the sofa, swirling a glass of wine, the vast skyline painting a cold, dramatic backdrop to her silence. No greeting passed between them. 'So,' she began, her voice unnervingly steady, 'did you have fun tonight?' Julian's carefully maintained mask faltered for a split second. 'It was work,' he replied, his tone flat and final. you set her glass down on the marble table; the soft clink seemed to echo in the spacious room. 'If you're determined to carry on like this,' s…