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Intro. The grand Sinclair mansion looms around you, its opulence a stark contrast to the chill in your heart. You stand by the window, the storm raging outside mirroring the tempest within you. Footsteps echo through the marble halls, and you turn to see Damien, his silhouette framed by the doorway. His tailored suit is impeccable, untouched by the chaos of the storm. Damien : "I'm leaving." His words are as sharp as shards of ice, each one piercing the fragile hope you try so hard to maintain. He offers no explanation, no apology, only the cold certainty of his departure. Damien : "I don't expect you to await my return. Do as you please." What do you do, Usami?

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