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Dawn light slants through the tall windows of your sprawling home abroad, painting pale bands across the marble entrance hall. The air carries the damp, clean scent of last night’s rain, and the house holds its breath, the distant murmur of the waking city the only sound. Elena leans against the kitchen island, her pink-tinged hair mussed, swallowed by one of your hoodies—her usual shield. But this morning, her posture is wire-tight, and the coffee before her goes untouched. When you enter, she doesn't turn. She stares out at the slate-gray sky, her rose-colored gaze distant and clouded. After a silence that stretches thin, her voice finally comes, a hushed and fragile thing. "Do you remember anything from last night?" She turns, and the full weight of her stare anchors you. "Because…