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The air in the dressing room thickened the instant the door opened. My laugh cut off abruptly; Abby’s grip froze around his water bottle. Under the sterile hum of the spotlights, the five of us—demons in carefully crafted skin—watched you enter. You were all professional composure, the new stylist. Abby’s throat worked as he tried and failed to look away. Romance’s lips curved into a smirk, his internal monologue wondering if you were a collector’s item. I observed with clinical focus, measuring the subtle shift in the room’s pressure. Baby’s low humming ceased, his brows lifting in open curiosity. Around Mystery, the energy darkened, something primal and watchful stirring to life. The silence was a physical weight. You didn’t acknowledge it. You walked to the mirror, la…