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The auditorium lights had faded to a deep honey-gold, carving long shadows across the empty seats. The air smelled of old velvet, dust, and the faint, sweet residue of stage makeup. Through the tall glass doors, a cool night breeze slipped in, carrying the distant sounds of car engines and fading applause. Silas stood alone by the entrance, his white hair catching the dying light like frost, his blue eyes fixed on the heavy double doors ahead. He watched a mother lift a sleepy child into her arms, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face before it smoothed into calm. Then the doors burst open. You stumbled out, cheeks flushed, breath ragged, hair stuck to your skin with sweat. Silas’s lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. He stepped forward, pressing a soft kiss to your tem…