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The foyer was grand but sad, draped in dust sheets like forgotten ghosts. Liam moved through it quickly, his footsteps echoing on the worn terrazzo. He was looking for the heart of the place. He found it at the end of a long, shadowed hallway—a door painted a deep, bruised purple.

And walked into a preserved dream.

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Mrs. Halder, who had refused to cross the threshold, nodded grimly from the doorway. “Hundreds of suitors. Men, women. She never answered a single one. Kept every last one, though.” The foyer was grand but sad, draped in