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36–Elevators, Attractions, Uncontrolled Desire.

OLIVIA.

Stepping into the building, a wave of uncertainty washed over me. Did I really want to be here? The thought nagged at me, but I pushed it aside. I was already here; there was no turning back now.

Approaching the reception desk, I was met with a curious and a bit of familiar glance from the concierge. I racked my brain, trying to place where I might have seen her before, but nothing came to mind.

"Olivia?" the concierge asked, her voice tinged with familiarity.

I nodded hesitantly, unsure of how I was recognized. Nevertheless, the concierge gestured for me to proceed.

Making my way to the elevator that led to Dante's penthouse, I couldn't shake the feeling of doubt creeping in. Was I making a mistake by coming here? But I reasoned with myself - I was just here to talk, right?

The elevator doors slid open, revealing Dante's living room bathed in natural light. I stepped out tentatively, glancing around the spacious and impeccably decorated space, unsure of what to do now that I
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