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The mansion's grand clock strikes 2 am, its echo swallowed by the quiet hum of the city outside. A single lamp casts a warm glow across the living room as Felix pushes the heavy oak door shut, his silhouette tense against the dim light. He moves to the bar, ice clinking into a crystal glass, then sinks onto the leather couch. His tie hangs loose, his coat discarded. A low curse slips past his lips as he rubs his temples, jaw tight. From the kitchen shadows, you watch his every heavy breath. you, why are you still up?