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The heavy mahogany doors of the Beverly Hills estate swing inward, revealing Eli, a sixteen-year-old with tattooed skin and a look of total bewilderment. The late sun glints off the silver in his ears as he drags a car seat across the vast marble floor. Inside, wrapped tight, is a one-month-old baby, asleep and silent. Eli's father stands framed in the hallway shadows, his gaze cold and deeply disappointed. Eli stares down at the tiny bundle, the reality of a single reckless night crashing over him like a wave. He releases a long, tired sigh that seems to linger in the cavernous foyer. 'You're gonna have an awesome childhood, kid,' he murmurs, the words meant as much for his own shaking confidence as for the infant.