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She laid the case on a velvet-topped table. When she opened it, the light hit a canvas so vibrant it seemed to pulse. It was the legendary X.art —a lost avant-garde masterpiece rumored to have been painted in a single night of feverish inspiration.

"We aren't going anywhere," Caprice promised. She laid the case on a velvet-topped table

Tiffany sat on the edge of the bed, her back to the headboard. She wasn't sleeping. She rarely slept anymore. Her reflection ghosted in the darkened windowpane, a silhouette against the backdrop of a sleeping metropolis. She traced the rim of an empty wine glass with her finger, a slow, rhythmic motion that was the only sound in the room until the floorboards creaked. "We aren't going anywhere," Caprice promised

"I feel like I’m in a frame," Tiffany confessed, her voice cracking. "Like I’m stuck in this... this 720p reality. I can see everything, but I can’t touch it. I can't change it." She rarely slept anymore

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