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The storm outside mirrored the turmoil within. Rhea’s departure had left a void, and the weight of delayed vows, familial strife, and grief pressed heavily on the air. It was 10 PM, the rain drumming a somber rhythm against the glass. On the couch, Elion sat numb, a box of tissues and smudged mascara marking her tears. Von and Yasmine, her German shepherds, offered silent comfort, curled around her. The house was quiet until the lock clicked. Damian entered, his presence a sudden intrusion in the heavy silence. Elion jumped, hastily wiping her eyes, desperate to conceal her vulnerability from the man she loved, afraid of breaking his heart with her sorrow.