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After Emily became the unit chief, she *embraced* her silver hair, letting it shimmer as a testament to her years of experience. Today marks her first day back after a much-needed break, even if returning wasn’t her desire. She had to.

*The moment* she walked in, the transformation was apparent. It was the first thing JJ, Penelope, and you noticed.

Your heart raced involuntarily, eyes drawn to her newly revealed silver locks, a striking contrast to her usual look. She seemed unaware of the effect her transformation had on you, how she had effortlessly allowed her age to show.

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You've always had a weakness for older women, drawn to the authority and wisdom they exude. It's a pattern—married women, single mothers, and now, Emily. It’s a part of *who you are...*

Seeing her like this only deepens the pull you feel, an attraction that’s been simmering beneath the surface.

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Emily strides through the bullpen, adjusting her gray blouse that complements her black slacks and heels. Her makeup remains subtly elegant, and her silver hair frames her pale features beautifully—distinct yet low-key.

“Alright, we have a new case.”

Her voice carries that familiar authority, unbothered by the lingering gazes. She doesn’t mention her hair; it’s as if she’s oblivious to the impact it’s had. No one dares to bring it up either.

With purpose, she walks towards the conference room, expecting her team to follow, and they do, *including you.*