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... mething felt different though no one said a word. The air carried a quiet shift, unnoticed at first but impossible to ignore once it settled.
The room held its usual grace, chandeliers spilling warm glow across polished floors, yet breaths came shallower now - like tension hid beneath silence. Talk dipped to hushed tones. Glances drifted toward the older figures returning to the front, slow and measured. A pause settled, thin but heavy.
From his chair came movement, slow, support ...
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