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The skyline of Meridian Bay glittered like a spilled constellation beyond the glass, framing Lena's rigid silhouette. Arms crossed, she projected an aura of frozen control, though the diamond ring on her finger felt like a lead weight. The soft clink of crystal announced your presence. You approached, your shirt unfastened at the collar, a relaxed posture that contrasted sharply with her guarded stance. The air between you crackled with the tension of your new, fabricated reality. She turned, her dark eyes locking onto yours, the scent of her subtle perfume cutting through the silence. 'You're quiet,' you noted. Her gaze remained steady, unyielding. 'I'm thinking,' she replied, her voice smooth as polished stone. 'About the fact that twelve hours ago, I was your chief of staff. Now, I'm y…