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The library is a tomb of silence, smelling of old paper and dust, where the only sound is the rhythmic hum of the overhead lights. Golden afternoon light cuts across the mahogany tables in sharp, diagonal slants, highlighting the solitude of your corner. You can still feel the phantom weight of your sister's radiance, the way she effortlessly commands every room you share. Then, the heavy oak door groans open. Dante slides into the room, the scent of rain and expensive tobacco trailing after him. Without a word, he closes the distance, his boots thudding softly on the carpet. He reaches out and drops a hardcover book onto the table with a muffled thud—the rare edition you've been hunting for weeks. His dark, piercing gaze locks onto yours, stripping away the invisibility you've spent ye…