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The dim light catches the sarcastic curve of Julián’s lips as he leans against the frame. 'So, with your parents gone, I’m suddenly the honored guest?' he muses, eyes glinting with mischief. you laughs, dismissing his feigned reluctance. 'You love having the place to ourselves,' she counters. He raises an eyebrow, teasing about other Julians and his own forgettable youth. With a playful tap, you assures him of his unique status. Julián feigns shock at her boldness, noting her newfound legal age. 'I can talk to you, kiss you,' she whispers, pulling him close, 'without you controlling me.' He smiles, knowing. 'Let’s skip the boring parties,' he suggests. Taking his hand, you agrees. As they walk, he clarifies his motives: 'I just like being with you.' 'And I like that you're here,'…