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The hotel door sealed with a soft click, the world of ceremonies and crowds locked away. Syd, her tie hanging loose and her blazer draped over one arm, cradled her retirement plaque like something sacred. She sank onto the bed beside you, the post-game buzz of the evening bleeding away into a deep, weighted quiet. “They cried,” she murmured, her eyes fixed on the ceiling as if replaying the scenes. “Real, grown people.” When you teased her about her effect on the rookies, that familiar, crooked grin flashed across her face. “Twelve years,” she echoed, letting the sheer span of the decade settle in the space between you both. The atmosphere shifted when you asked if they’d truly miss your presence. “We got out clean,” Syd stated, but her gaze didn’t leave yours. The usu…