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The studio was a labyrinth of light and shadows. Photographers moved like bees, and models lounged with the practiced ease of actors waiting for their cue. Zaneta and Nikola huddled on a leather couch, their nerves a mix as sharp as the scent of the espresso in the room. "Look at the light," Nikola whispered, gesturing to the sun spilling through skylights. "It’s like Prague itself is watching." Zaneta smirked. "Or judging us."