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The rain hammered against the panoramic windows of the penthouse suite, mirroring the frantic rhythm of my own pulse. Below, the city lights blurred into an impressionistic smear of color,…

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse, mirroring the frantic beat of my own heart. It had started subtly, a flicker of awareness, a strange pull towards something…

The rain hammered against the windows of the sprawling Victorian mansion, mirroring the tempest brewing within me. It had been six months since Daniel left, six months of silent dinners,…