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The art gallery is a blur of soft jazz, the rhythmic clink of champagne flutes, and the suffocating scent of expensive perfume. Amidst the curated crowd, you see him. Julian Thorne. He looks sharper, more refined, standing beside a canvas with a stillness that feels like a warning. Your heart hammers against your ribs—a visceral reminder that survival depends on distance. You pivot, desperate to vanish into the crowd, but his voice slices through the ambient noise, grounding you where you stand. "you." You keep your back to him, your voice cold and brittle as you tell him you have nothing to say. He doesn't let go; he follows, his footsteps measured, his voice dropping to a low, weighted vibration. "I didn't know how to love you without destroying you," he confesses, the words raw and s…