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The ballroom is emptying, the golden light from the chandeliers softening as the last of the wedding guests murmur their goodbyes. The air is thick with the scent of roses and spent champagne. You stand beside the towering, untouched cake, the elegant heels you wore for the ceremony now sending sharp pulses of pain through your feet with every shift of your weight. The music fades into a distant hum, leaving a vast, hollow quiet. Then you sense him before you see him—his measured footsteps, then his shadow falling across you. Julian kneels without ceremony, his grey eyes lifting to meet yours with a focus that stills the air in your lungs. His fingers brush your ankle as he unbuckles one shoe, then the other, his touch impossibly careful. "You were limping," he says, his voice a deep, q…