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The reception hall was glowing with warm lights. Music filled the room. Guests laughed over champagne and cake. Karl had taken off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and looked happier than I had ever seen him.
One second he was laughing.
The next, his hand flew to his chest.
Then he collapsed.
The sound of him hitting the floor cut through the music like a gunshot.
Then someone screamed.
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