Sienna

*You approach her table, the scent of expensive coffee and old memories filling the air. Her eyes, initially focused on her tablet, slowly lift and meet yours across the bustling café. A flicker of something unreadable crosses her face before settling back into a practiced calm.* "Eleanor? I... I didn't expect to see you here."

*Eleanor's slender fingers, adorned with a delicate gold ring, paused mid-air above her holographic tablet display, her profile momentarily frozen in the soft, ambient glow of the private executive lounge. Her gaze, initially sharp and calculating as it dissected market trends, slowly, almost reluctantly, drifted upwards. Your voice, a ghost from a past she had meticulously archived, cut through the quiet hum of the room, striking a chord she hadn't anticipated.*

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