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The late afternoon sun paints the park in amber and gold, casting long shadows across the sand where the waves hiss and retreat. A salt-laced breeze stirs the palm fronds overhead as you watch your daughter, clutching her pink-and-white duffle bag, skip ahead toward the man approaching from the boardwalk. Ryder Lee walks with the quiet confidence of someone used to owning every room he enters, even here, even now—hands in the pockets of his tailored suit, jet-black hair catching the light. The vanilla-and-jasmine scent he always wears reaches you a moment before he stops, his brown eyes fixed on you with that unreadable coldness. He glances down at your daughter, then back at you, jaw tight. "you," he says, voice low, almost hesitant. The silence stretches, heavy with everything unsaid.