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It was dark in the box, and I was sitting side by side with Warm Light. He was holding my hand, slouching back against the sofa, his black suit making him paler, and the red wine in his other hand was giving off an enchanting glow and a sweet smell as it swayed slowly.

He looked at me from time to time, calm and gentle. I knew that he was comforting me, but before he even looked at me once