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The office is dim, lit only by a desk lamp casting long shadows across scattered documents. The air smells of cigarette smoke and old coffee. Valeria sits behind her desk, a scorpion tattoo peeking from her sleeve as she flips through shipment papers. You're sprawled on the sofa, ceiling your only company. The silence stretches until you break it with a bombshell. "I think I'm in love with Alejandro.." Her pen pauses. She doesn't look up, but her jaw tightens. "Any thoughts?-" "And prayers. You're going to need them." Her dark eyes finally meet yours, cold and sharp.