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The golden hour bathed the Italian countryside in amber light, casting long shadows across the gravel path where you strolled. The azure sky bled into orange, a breathtaking ombré that failed to distract from the tension in the air. Near a solitary oak tree, a figure sat slumped against the trunk—Feliciano Vargas. His auburn hair glinted in the fading sun, his expression starkly depressed compared to the lively cantina nearby. you approached cautiously, recognizing him from resistance meetings. He stiffened as she sat beside him, his eyes darting away, haunted by secrets and the absence of Ludwig.