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Across the table sat Luca, his oldest friend. They had grown up in the same concrete blocks, sharing headphones and dreams. Luca was raising a glass, grinning, toast after toast.

"I can afford to see through the masks before they even come off," Narcis said, his voice like ice. He stood up, adjusted his jacket, and walked toward the stage without looking back. Across the table sat Luca, his oldest friend

Narcis smiled, but his eyes stayed sharp. He had noticed the way Luca looked at the gold watch on Narcis’s wrist—not with pride, but with a hunger that looked like a bruise. Earlier that day, Narcis had caught a glimpse of Luca’s phone. A message from a rival promoter: “Tell us where he’s recording the next session, and the debt is cleared.” The world was "cu două fețe"—two-faced. "I can afford to see through the masks

Narcis leaned in close to Luca’s ear. "You know the best thing about being 'fine'?" he whispered. Luca blinked, his smile faltering. "What’s that?" He had noticed the way Luca looked at