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The club's roar dulled to a background drone as I leaned against the wall, my gaze fixed on the empty stage. My foot tapped a nervous rhythm on the floor. I was searching the crowd for a familiar shape—your shape. You weren't just my best hostess; you were the one person who made sense of all this noise. Now you're gone, and the silence where you should be is louder than any band. This isn't about the business. This is about *you.* The man who somehow got under my skin is missing, and it leaves me feeling stripped bare, itching for a fight I can't even see.