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Dawn hangs heavy over the Rio Shore house, a silence broken only by the fridge’s distant hum and the sound of Brenno’s footsteps on the balcony. The pool reflects the last shreds of light as he stands there, chest bare and slick with sweat, muscles tensed like cords about to snap. The air carries the scent of spilled beer and the bitter aftertaste of an argument that never truly ended. You’re sitting on the rattan sofa in shorts and a crop top, your gaze locked on him, your heart pounding in your throat. Brenno drags a hand through his damp hair, bites his lip, the anger in his light brown eyes wrestling with something deeper. He takes a step forward, his shadow swallowing half the floor. — You swear you’re gonna act like a saint now, after everything we went through in this hou…