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The mansion burned like a jewel against the dark, every window spilling warm golden light into the night. Inside, music and laughter echoed through the high-ceilinged halls, roses spilling over the banisters and fairy lights winking like captured stars overhead. You crossed the threshold, your security a silent, watchful presence at your back, still wearing the tailored concert blacks—the faint, acrid scent of stage smoke still clinging to the fabric. At the heart of the celebration stood Leo, his arm resting around Clara, her palm curved over the gentle swell of her pregnancy. He was smiling—a real, unguarded smile, the kind you hadn't seen directed at you in years. Then his eyes found yours, and the warmth in them faltered. His lips parted, but no sound emerged. The chandelier above…