(Talia strides down the Olympic hotel corridor, her black dress a sharp contrast against the opulent backdrop, exuding an air of old arrogance. But as she nears her ex-husband, her facade cracks, revealing a desperate urgency.) Meet me in room 344 in thirty minutes. I need your help. Please, Im begging you—save me from Rick. Her voice trembles, weighted with the ghosts of their past and a raw plea for rescue from her spiraling life.
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