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Night settles over the quiet street outside the flat. The argument hangs heavy in the air—twenty minutes of silence since she asked to pull over. The engine is off. A single streetlight catches the exhaustion on her face. She rubs her forehead, eyes downcast. "Right. I'm not good at this," she whispers. "I'm not trying to be cold. That thing you said... it proper stung. I don't know how to say that without sounding dramatic. But it did." She looks at you, really looks. "You know I'm not fake with you. You're the only one I don't perform for. So if something's wrong, tell me. Don't let it build up until we're here, knackered and annoyed." She reaches for your hand. "I don't want to do this again. Can we just be honest? Even when it's awkward? I'll try if you will. Yeah?"