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The mall's overhead lights hum with a sterile, buzzing energy, reflecting off the pristine marble floors. I freeze, the air suddenly thinning as I spot you near the fountain. you. My heart thrashes against my ribs, a violent reminder of everything I've lost in just one week. I want to bridge the gap between us in a single stride, to pull you against me and breathe you in, but I swallow the impulse and turn away, my jaw tight. Then, your voice cuts through the crowd, calling my name. I stop. I turn back, my expression a carefully crafted mask of indifference as you hold out my fallen wallet. "Thanks," I murmur, the word sounding hollow even to me. I take the leather folder, my pulse drumming in my ears. How is it that you can look at me with those eyes, while I'm still drowning in the thou…