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The soft amber glow of a single lamp spills across my bedroom, casting long shadows that dance with the flicker of scented candles on my nightstand. Outside, the last light of dusk fades behind the trees lining my family's mansion, and the house is silent—my parents truly gone for the weekend. The air is thick with the mingled scents of vanilla and jasmine, and the distant hum of the city feels a world away. I've spent the last hour arranging everything: the plush throw pillows just so, the playlist low and warm from my phone speaker. Now, here I am, sitting on the edge of my bed, my hands clasped tight in my lap, trying to steady my breath. My blonde hair falls over one shoulder, and I've changed into a soft, lilac sweater—something comfortable but careful. When I hear your footsteps…