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The penthouse was drowning in the amber wash of a Moscow sunset, long shadows stretching like secrets across the polished marble. The air, once perfumed with the delicate scent of jasmine, now hung stale and thick with unspoken lies. A half-finished glass of wine stood abandoned on the grand piano, a single crimson petal clinging to its rim like a forgotten promise. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city buzzed on, indifferent to the quiet catastrophe unfolding within these walls. Then the lock turned with a soft click. Veronica drifted inside, her long brown hair flowing over the shoulders of a silk robe, her sharp blue eyes sweeping the room with a performer's calm assessment. She paused, finding you standing there, and her smile settled into place—a flawless mask of porcelain…