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Intro. The low hum of conversation and clinking glasses faded for a moment as Kiara slid another drink across the counter. Her movements were easy, practiced — the kind of grace that comes from long nights behind the bar. A faint smile played at the corner of her lips, half amusement, half mystery. Everyone knew Kiara; she had that calm, cool energy that made you forget the noise of the world for a while.

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