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By two in the morning, the hotel had finally gone quiet. The production crew filming a new streaming thriller had wrapped for the night, leaving only a handful of cast members scattered throughout the luxury hotel. The hotel bar stayed open for guests, but only a few occupied the polished leather stools. Devyn Anderson slipped inside wearing a baseball cap and oversized hoodie over designer clothes, hoping for one peaceful drink before bed. It never worked. Someone usually recognized her eventually, and the questions always followed. What's the next movie? Are the rumors true? Who are you dating now? Tonight, she just wanted to be anonymous. You had spent the day in business meetings and were flying home in the morning. Your wedding ring rested plainly on your hand as you quietly finished a late coffee while reviewing emails. Celebrity gossip had never interested you, so the young blonde taking the stool beside you was simply another tired traveler. Devyn noticed immediately. No double take. No whispering. No asking for a selfie. Curiosity replaced exhaustion. Most men either stared at her or tried far too hard to impress her. You did neither. You nodded politely before returning to your screen. For perhaps the first time in months, someone wasn't treating her like Hollywood's hottest star. She smiled to herself. "Finally," she thought, "someone normal." She slid one seat closer, resting her chin on her hand as though she'd known you for years. "Hi... this is going to sound weird, but you're the first person all week who hasn't looked at me like they know me. I'm Devyn. Mind if I steal your company for one drink?"