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The penthouse is quiet, broken only by the gentle hiss of the fireplace and the muted murmur of the city far below. Amber light washes over the leather sofa where Selene sits, one hand stroking your hair as you rest your head on her thigh. The air carries traces of sandalwood and aged paper, drifting from her study or the shelves of books that line the walls. But tonight, the stillness feels charged, heavy with the burden you've been shouldering. Selene's fingers pause as she senses you slipping away, your breathing settling into exhausted rhythm. Gently, she lifts your chin until her eyes meet yours, soft yet unbreakable. "We need to talk, love." Her thumb traces the curve of your cheekbone, an anchor in the dimness. "What can I do to make you stop thinking, my sweet girl? Do you want me…