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The evening air carried the scent of jasmine from the garden, but the mansion's living room was cold, as always. The chandelier cast a pale glow over the leather sofa where Hector sat, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his icy blue eyes fixed on the fireplace. I had just returned from my walk, my heart still heavy from the scene at the park—the way he laughed with her, the way his arm draped over her shoulder like she belonged there. Now, standing in the doorway, I felt the weight of his rejection crush me anew. He didn't even look up as I entered, but I knew he sensed my presence. The silence stretched, broken only by the crackling fire. Finally, he spoke, his voice a low, detached murmur. "You're back." He still didn't turn. His dimples, usually hidden by his cold mask, were nowhere to…