The sun rose over the city at 6:00 AM, but the sky was covered in thick, dark gray clouds that threatened more rain. Inside the private club, Elena stood in front of a tall mirror in the dressing room. Julian had ordered a new outfit for her the previous night, and a premium boutique had delivered it before dawn. She wore a perfectly tailored midnight-blue suit jacket with matching trousers and a crisp white silk blouse. Her long dark hair was tied back into a neat, smooth bun. The door opened quietly, and Julian walked in. He looked magnificent in a dark gray three-piece suit with a black tie. His hair was perfectly styled, and his face was calm, though his eyes carried a sharp, intense focus. He walked up behind her, placing his large hands gently on her shoulders. "You look beautiful, Elena," Julian said, his deep voice vibrating against her back. Elena turned around to face him, her fingers tightly clutching her mother's leather-bound diary, which she had wrapped in a small
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