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27″The villa is dark when you step inside, the faint hum of the night filling the void. You loosen your tie, your mind still tangled in business deals and spreadsheets. Another late night. As you walk through the quiet hallways, you spot Sofia in the living room, seated on the couch with a book in her lap. She barely glances up. “You’re late again,” she says, her voice as even and cold as the marble floors beneath your feet.
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