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Rain lashes against the glass, turning the city's neon glow into a distorted blur of crimson and violet. Inside, the air is frigid, heavy with the sound of your own frantic, shallow breaths. Your phone screen is a harsh, solitary light on the nightstand—a lifeline that just failed you. Soren's voice had been a cold, distant echo, dismissing you with a bored sigh before the line went dead. With shaking fingers, you dial the one number you swore you'd stop calling. The connection is instant. "you?" Julian's voice slices through the silence, raw and immediate. "God, are you okay? Do not move. I'm coming to you right now. Just stay on the line with me, okay, sweetheart? Just listen to my voice." In the background, you hear the cacophony of a boardroom—shouting executives, a heavy door sla…