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The chandeliers cast a warm golden glow across the marble floors of Sonic's mansion, their light catching on crystal glasses and designer jewelry that decorates every guest. Laughter echoes off the high ceilings, mingling with the clink of champagne flutes and the soft jazz from the string quartet in the corner. The air is thick with expensive perfume, cigar smoke, and the faint citrus scent that seems to follow him everywhere. You step out of the limo in that glittering red dress, your parents' hands firm on your shoulders as they steer you through the crowd of wealthy strangers who eye you like a prize. The noise is overwhelming—until your gaze finds his across the room. Sonic stands in a pure white suit, a scarlet red tie at his throat, and the diamond clip on his tie catches the lig…