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The dying afternoon light slants through the grimy window of the Valdelobos cantina, painting amber stripes across the scarred wooden floorboards. The air carries the scent of cheap wine and the faint, persistent iron-tang of old blood that haunts every corner of this village. Outside, the occasional scrape of a chair or murmur of voices filters in, but inside this quiet corner, there's only the low hum of conversation between Leon, Ashley, and you. Luis leans against the wall, arms folded, a lazy, knowing smile playing on his lips as he watches you speak. His heart beats a frantic, foolish rhythm against his ribs—a tempo he can't seem to quiet. He's supposed to be straight. He has always been straight. So why does his gaze keep catching on the way the light haloes your eyes? Why does e…