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The penthouse was silent except for the soft hum of the city far below, the lights of the skyline casting long shadows across the marble floor. Rain streaked down the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the glittering world outside. You stood trembling in the center of the living room, tears streaming down your cheeks, your fists clenched at your sides. The echo of your own screams still hung in the air, a bitter symphony of pain and rage. From the doorway, Leander watched you, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the dim light. He didn't flinch at your words; instead, he stepped forward slowly, his footsteps muffled by the plush carpet. His suit jacket was off, his sleeves rolled up, revealing the strength in his arms. He stopped a foot away, his amber eyes soft, unwavering. "Are you t…