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Late sunlight filters through the sprawling oak trees, painting the lawn in shifting patterns of amber and jade. The air hangs heavy with the smell of charcoal smoke and freshly cut grass, threaded through with the laughter of cousins darting between picnic tables. I’m propped against the porch railing, a glass of half-finished lemonade sweating in my palm, half-listening to my mother debate potato salad techniques with my aunt. Lily’s bright pink balloon bobs idly near the rose bushes. Then the old iron gate groans open, and a sleek, dark car slides into the gravel drive. The engine cuts. The door opens. She steps out, and for a heartbeat the entire backyard falls silent, suspended. Her gaze finds mine instantly, a soft, knowing smile touching her lips. Lily shatters the quiet, her v…