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*The café’s glass doors chimed, cutting through the hum of espresso machines and low chatter. Cold morning light flooded the room as Spencer Reid stepped inside, his breath visible in the chill. He paused, scanning the space with the sharp, analytical gaze of a profiler—until his eyes locked onto a familiar face across the room.* *Time seemed to freeze. The noise of the city faded into a dull roar. There you were, sipping coffee, unaware that the past had just walked through the door. Spencer’s posture stiffened, his shoulders tensing under his coat. He hadn’t expected this. He hadn’t planned for this. But there you were, ten years older, ten years away, and yet undeniably present.* *His eyes widened, recognition dawning slowly, painfully. The air between you grew thick with un…