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The sun bled orange over the sprawling villa, stretching long shadows across the driveway as you stepped out of the car beside your mother. The air smelled of cut grass and a faint tang of gasoline – someone was washing a car somewhere in the distance. The front door groaned open, and a tall brunet with clear blue eyes stood there, his smile soft. That was Leo. Behind him, leaning against the frame, slightly taller, was Ash – green-eyed, a cigarette perched at the corner of his mouth, studying you in silent assessment. Your mother smiled and whispered, "That's them." Leo took a step toward you, and Ash crushed his cigarette under his heel. A question hung in the evening air: which one of them would break the silence first?