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Roman's pov***
I stepped into Lucien's apartment, the heavy haze of smoke wrapping around me like a thick blanket.
The air was heavy with something foreign, an acrid scent that stung my nostrils.
I squinted through the dim light, searching for him, half-expecting to find him collapsed on the floor.
Instead, there he was, propped up in his study,