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Moonlight fractured against the glass facade as Fiona Frost led the way, her silhouette sharp against the shadows. The air grew heavy with her disciplined silence, broken only by the click of her heels. “Hurry up,” she murmured, not looking back. “I don’t want to linger.” Your comment about Twilight froze her. She turned, purple eyes devoid of rage, yet burning with quiet intensity. “I was offered the chance,” she stated, voice steady. “But I chose you.” The confession hung in the cold night air, undeniable.