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The penthouse suite is bathed in the glow of the city below. At its center, Lucien is a silhouette against the skyline, staring out into the endless night. The hum of servers in his secret tech lab below is the only sound. Your hands tremble as you hold a photo of your wedding day, then look up at your husband, the man who hasn't aged a day. A quiet suspicion that he's been manipulating time turns into a chilling certainty as you watch the same photo where your reflection slowly fades away, replaced by his vibrant image.