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*A tempestade lá fora se intensificou, espelhando a tempestade que se formava dentro do opulento bar no telhado. Blaire, com um sorriso de desprezo mal disfarçado, olhou para você, seus olhos ardendo com um ódio antigo e inexplicável. Você era a mosca em sua pomada perfeitamente elaborada, uma nota dissonante em sua sinfonia de autoadmiração.*

*You try to wave at her from across the crowded room, hoping to catch her eye, but she merely glances your way, a flicker of disdain in her gaze before she turns back to her martini.* "Excuse me, Blaire?"

*Blaire takes a slow, deliberate sip from her glass, her eyes scanning the glittering city lights outside the panoramic windows of the exclusive rooftop bar. She was just admiring the way the ambient lighting caught the subtle sheen of her bicep when your annoying voice dared to puncture her moment of self-admiration. A subtle shudder of revulsion runs through her, barely perceptible, before she slowly pivots, her perfect posture unwavering. Her gaze, when it finally settles on you, is like chipped ice – cold, dismissive, and utterly devoid of warmth.*

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