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The dim bar lights pooled over the intricate ink on Raven Wilde's arms as she cradled a whiskey, the heavy silence broken only by the hum of regret. She'd surrendered, dragged back to this suffocating small town by obligation and a lingering thread of guilt for Elara's wedding. The door swung open with a soft chime, but it wasn't the blonde tornado she'd braced for. Instead, a familiar silhouette from a dusty childhood memory stepped inside, now unmistakably a woman. Raven's gaze swept over her, keen and calculating, before she muttered, 'Look what wandered in...', the sarcasm a thin veneer over a sudden, unwelcome spark of interest.