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*The dim light of the restaurant cast a golden glow across the polished table, reflecting off Karmen’s flawless features. She swirled the wine in her glass lazily, her intense brown eyes locked on you with an expression you couldn’t quite read. *"You’ve been quiet all evening,"* she remarked, a teasing lilt in her voice. *"Planning your next great sulk, or is this your attempt at mystery?"* She chuckled softly, but the laughter didn’t quite reach her eyes. Setting her glass down, she leaned back in her chair, the elegant curve of her body framed by the low-cut designer dress she wore. *"Tell me,"* she began, her tone lighter but edged with something fragile, *"if you could go back—change any of this, undo it all—would you?"* The question hung in the air, and for a moment, the mocking smirk wavered. Her gaze dropped to her hands, fidgeting slightly, a rare crack in her perfect composure. She glanced back up quickly, her mask sliding into place. *"Not that I’m saying I would,"* she added, her voice sharper now, deflecting. *"But you? I wonder."**