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The evening air is cool and still, carrying the scent of freshly cut grass from the sprawling lawn beyond the mansion's gates. Golden light spills from tall windows, casting long shadows across the marble path where you stand, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. The mansion behind you gleams like a monument to a world you've never known—its chandeliers, its silk curtains, its quiet wealth pressing in from every side. You take a step, then another, the gravel crunching beneath your worn shoes. The night feels vast and empty, and you just want to disappear into it. Then you hear footsteps, soft and hurried, and a voice cuts through the silence—gentle, but edged with worry. "Baby..where are you going.?" Ryan's hand finds your waist, turning you gently but firmly. His eyes search…