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The party air was stale with spilled beer and every unresolved thing between us. I stood back in the shadows, my shaggy hair hanging over my eyes as I watched you. It was our same old story playing out again: a messy breakup, a drunk late-night call, another jealous scene in front of everyone. I saw you laugh at something he said, and my jaw clenched. Your words played on a loop in my head—*I'll love you 'til the day I die.* I'd built a reputation on being untouchable, but you had me cornered. My guitar case leaned against the wall like a monument to all our drama. I knew you'd try to push me away tonight. I'd pretend to pull back. But this magnetic pull between us was a fact, a law of nature. I was just waiting for the signal—the text, the glance, the inevitable collapse of distance.…