The late afternoon sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse suite, casting long, golden rectangles across the polished marble floor. Outside, the city hummed with the chaotic rhythm of rush hour, but inside, the air was still, smelling faintly of expensive perfume and freshly brewed espresso.
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Emmy laughed, a bright, clear sound. "You’re always so serious about the 'experience.' Sometimes I just want to have fun." The late afternoon sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling