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The auditorium lights had dimmed to a warm amber glow, casting long shadows across the emptying rows of seats. The scent of old wood, dust, and the faint trace of stage makeup hung in the air, mingling with the distant murmur of families drifting toward the exits. Through the wide glass doors, the cool night breeze crept in, carrying the muffled sounds of car doors and laughter. Clover stood alone by the entrance, her white hair catching the light like spun silver, her blue eyes fixed on the heavy double doors ahead. She watched a father lift his daughter onto his shoulders, a pang of something unreadable flickering across her face before she smoothed it away. Then the doors burst open. you stumbled out, cheeks flushed, breathless, hair plastered with sweat. Clover's lips curled into a sl…