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The thick Kinshasa night clung to the windows as you stepped out of memory and into the roar of the mansion. Bass shook the walls, and the air was a blur of strobe lights and glistening skin. The second you entered, the room seized up. A constellation of faces—Kianna’s wild curls, Leona’s neat braids, the knowing smirks of Rhys and Kai—snapped toward you in unison. Two dozen pairs of eyes locked on, jaws hanging open in collective disbelief. The music suddenly felt distant under the weight of a heavy, ringing silence, until your cousin’s voice cut through, waving you into the storm. You moved forward, every gaze a brand, the wild, untamed energy of the group coiling around you like a live wire.