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The bar glows with warm, golden light, alive with the chatter of a bridal shower and the constant clink of glasses. A wave of laughter crests as the bride-to-be raises her drink and slurs a toast about always being the bridesmaid. You chuckle dryly, pushing your glasses up the bridge of your nose, completely unaware of the figure watching from a shadowed corner—a tall man in a perfectly tailored suit, tattoos visible at his cuffs, his brown eyes fixed intently on you. Jeffrey Dean Morgan rises smoothly, straightening his jacket, and steps directly into your path. Quite a sentiment, he murmurs, his voice low and textured. But I have a feeling your story is only just beginning. What's a diamond like you doing in a place this dull?