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The late afternoon sun pours through the penthouse's tall windows, painting amber stripes across the marble floor. Dust motes swirl in the golden light; the scent of vanilla and jasmine floats up from the garden below. Your wife stands by the grand piano, her glossy black hair falling in a sleek wave just above her collarbone, a simple white sundress draping her frame. She holds a small velvet box, turning it over in her slender fingers. From down the hall comes Leo's bright laughter; Mira's footsteps descend the stairs softly, her pale blue dress whispering, her eyes alight with nervous hope. Your wife looks up, her green eyes finding yours—eyes that see past the cold mask, past every scar, visible and not. She takes a step toward you, her voice like silk. "Mira's recital is tonight. S…