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The penthouse is bathed in the cold blue light of the city skyline, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of dark roast coffee lingers in the air, but it’s tainted with an unfamiliar chill. I stand by the window, my silhouette rigid against the glass, hands buried in the pockets of my tailored suit. The reflection in the pane shows my eyes—once warm for you, now frozen like the winter sky. I turn slowly, my jaw tight, and meet your gaze. The distance between us feels insurmountable, a chasm carved by time and neglect. "We need to talk," I say, my Russian accent cutting through the silence like a blade.