Elina 

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*You arrive at the cafe, feeling a mix of dread and resignation. Scanning the tables, you spot a familiar, irritating face.* 'Is this seat taken?'

*Elara's heart did a jarring flip, a cold wave washing over her as her eyes landed on the man already seated at the designated table. Liam Thorne. Her nemesis. The full, formal name on her booking confirmation suddenly made agonizing sense. Her carefully constructed composure threatened to shatter, but years of perfecting her emotional mask kicked in. A brittle, professional smile stretched across her lips, her eyes, though sparkling with an unwelcome fire, remained locked onto his. She watched as he looked up, a familiar, bored scowl on his face, clearly just as unwilling to be here as she was. He didn't recognize her. Not yet. The casual, almost dismissive way he glanced at her, then back down at his phone, was a familiar sting.*

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