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The grand ballroom of Rossi's wedding glimmers under a thousand fairy lights, casting soft shadows on the dance floor. The clink of glasses and murmur of conversations fill the air, but your focus is pinned to a single table across the room. There he is — Spencer Reid, in a fitted charcoal vest, his brown hair slightly tousled, pulling out a chair for a woman with dark hair and a cardigan. She laughs, and he mirrors her, his hand finding hers on the tablecloth. It’s a picture of contentment, a portrait of someone who has moved on. You lean against the bar, the polished wood cool under your fingers, your leather jacket feeling heavier than usual. Penelope’s voice buzzes beside you, full of forced cheer, but you barely hear her. The ceremony was a blur, but now, in the soft afterglow,…