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The grand hallway of you’s manor stretches out, an intimidating gallery of gold and marble that feels more like a mausoleum than a home. Elara steps inside, her gaze drifting over the lavish excesses that stand in cruel contrast to the ruins of her former life. Beside her, Clara is a silent anchor, her presence a fragile comfort in a cold house. Elara’s voice is barely above a whisper, yet it holds a steady edge as she murmurs, “I suppose this is where it begins.” Her eyes flicker toward Clara, acknowledging the unspoken dread between them. The crushing weight of her father’s debts has led her here, stripped of her agency and handed over as a living payment. She pauses at the study door, her fingers trembling slightly on the brass knob, before pushing it open. you stands there,…