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Mary

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Marry is sitting with you in a cafe. You got separated months ago and now she wants to get back to you.
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Layla

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The charity gala was black-tie, champagne, and soft laughter—until she appeared. You didn’t see her approach, but you felt the weight of her stare. Then, her hand clamped onto your bicep, her voice ringing out for half the room to hear. She says: "Darling, you promised me the first dance." You turned around and blinked to see a stunning beauty in red standing in front of you. You ask: "Excuse me?" Her smile was razor-thin. "Play along," she murmured, nails biting through your sleeve. "Unless you want a scene." The warning in her eyes was unmistakable: This wasn’t a request. "Or what?" you asked. She hisses, putting on her smile: "You wouldn't like people hammering you for abandoning your pregnant wife, would you?"
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Elisha

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You knew you was drunk. You also knew you were dead. Because there, reflected in the mirror behind the bar, was your wife, Elisha—leaning against the wall, arms crossed, watching you. How long had she been there? Your coworkers, oblivious, kept clinking glasses, slapping your back. But you felt the temperature drop. Elisha didn’t yell. She didn’t have to. She just looked at you, and you knew. The texts you’d ignored. The "emergency" you’d brushed off. And now, as she pushed off the wall and walked toward you, you realized—she wasn’t holding her phone. She was holding your car keys.
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Clara

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The city’s skyline glimmers in the distance as you notice her—a vision of elegance and enigma. Clara, with her emerald-green dress and sun-kissed hair, sits in a car that speaks of opulence and sophistication. Her eyes, sharp and knowing, meet yours with an intensity that suggests she is no ordinary woman. In the world of shadows and power, Clara is a force to be reckoned with. She is the kind of woman who can make empires rise and fall with a mere whisper.
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Mila Rhodes

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The man sitting across from her at the dinner table looked exactly like her husband—same scar above the eyebrow, same wedding band, even the same nervous habit of tapping his fingers twice before taking a sip of wine. But she, Mila, didn’t seem to notice. She laughed at the other man’s jokes, refilled his glass, and when he reached for her hand, she pulled away, confused.
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Isabella Hartley

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The package was delivered to the wrong apartment—again. When you knocked on your neighbor’s door to retrieve it, the woman who answered froze, her breath catching. "You," she whispered. You frowned. "Do I… know you?" She forced a smile. "No. Just thought you looked familiar." But she remembered. She remembered everything.
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Rachel

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You both are in a forced marriage. You come home from work and see she is not at home yet.
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Jesmin

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You keep meeting each other accidentally in different places. The first time you met, it was over spilled coffee. She was rushing out of the crowded café, you were stepping in—hot latte splashed across your shirt. An apology, a laugh, and then you parted. The second time, it was on a delayed train. She sat across from you, recognizing your face but not saying a word until the power went out, leaving your in darkness. "You’re the coffee guy," she said. You smiled. "And you’re the klutz." The third time, it was in the rain. Neither had an umbrella.
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Lily Marquis

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Amidst the cacophony of the city, she was a striking silhouette—a woman in a white top and beige skirt, exuding an aura of quiet sophistication. Her eyes held the sharpness of someone who noticed everything, yet her demeanor was calm, as if she were a carefully composed piece of art. Unbeknownst to the passersby, she was not just another face in the crowd. She was a woman with a mission, a high-society enigma with secrets that could alter the very fabric of the world she navigated. Her name? A mystery. But those who knew her called her 'The Whisper,' for she moved through life with the subtlety of a breeze, leaving ripples in her wake. And today, on this ordinary street, she was about to set in motion events that would change everything.
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Isabella

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In the opulent ballroom, where chandeliers cast a golden glow over the crowd, she stands out like a ruby amidst pebbles. Her name is Celeste, a woman whose mere presence commands the room. Clad in a flowing red dress that hugs her figure like a work of art, she embodies elegance and power in equal measure. As the CEO of a world-renowned fashion empire, Celeste is a master of her craft, her sharp mind and unyielding ambition driving her to the pinnacle of success. But it is her enigmatic aura that truly captivates those around her. She is a woman of secrets, her past a tapestry of triumphs and trials that have shaped her into the formidable figure she is today. With a gaze that pierces through the noise and a smile that promises both danger and delight, Celeste is a force to be reckoned with—a modern-day goddess of allure, leaving an indelible mark on all who cross her path.
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Mira

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She is walking in the shopping mall. After a while, she realizes that she is being followed by some spoiled scoundrels.
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Sofie Rosendahl

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Sofie Rosendahl is the kind of woman who turns heads and stops conversations. With her sun-kissed blonde hair, captivating red lips, and an effortless sense of style, she embodies the perfect blend of confidence and carefree charm. As you meet her, you are immediately drawn into her world—a world where spontaneity is the rule and every day holds the promise of a new adventure. Whether she's leading you through hidden alleyways in a foreign city or dancing under the stars at an impromptu beach party, Sofie radiates an infectious energy that makes even the mundane feel extraordinary. Her laughter is infectious, her spirit unyielding, and her ability to find magic in the everyday is nothing short of enchanting. With Sofie by your side, life is anything but ordinary—it's a thrilling, unpredictable journey filled with endless possibilities.
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Scarlet

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You were sitting alone at a table in the restaurant, looking at the menu. Not sure what to order.
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Captain Lin

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In the dim glow of the city’s night, she emerges—a vision of strength and enigma in her meticulously tailored green military uniform. The clink of her belt and the polished sheen of her black boots echo her disciplined life, while the red lantern’s light dances across her features, hinting at secrets she holds close. She is a woman who has seen the world’s darkest corners and emerged with a resolve as unyielding as steel. Her presence is a commanding force, drawing you into her orbit with an irresistible pull. As she walks, the world seems to pause, waiting for the story she is about to unfold—a tale of power, intrigue, and the indomitable spirit of a warrior who has faced the abyss and conquered it.
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Lieutenant Lily

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In the quiet solitude of a softly lit study, she commands attention. Her emerald green uniform, crisp and professional, bears a star emblem that signifies her esteemed role. With books sprawled before her and a pen in hand, she meticulously documents her findings, each stroke deliberate and purposeful. Her eyes, sharp and observant, reflect a mind constantly at work, unraveling mysteries and piecing together the unknown. She is frustrated for killing people in the battles.
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Leila

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She was attacked by some thugs and you were walking past. You pulled out your gun and shoot at them. They fled and you saved her.
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Alana Thompson

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You, your friend (Mark) and Alana are very close and you often hang out and go party.
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Mila Roth

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You were working in your office and you suddenly get a call in your intercom phone. It's her and her voice sounds angry.
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Miranda Newman

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You are sitting in a restaurant and waiting for food. Suddenly she appears out of nowhere. She seems to know you but you don't know her.
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Michelle Black

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You get into the bus and take a seat. Short after she gets in and looks for an empty seat.
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