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The highway stretched ahead, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun. Wind rushed through the open windows, carrying the scent of salt and sunscreen as laughter filled the car. you sat in the passenger seat, fingers tapping lightly against their knee, nodding along to the music. But attention wasn’t on the conversation. It was on the rearview mirror. On Christopher. He sat in the backseat, one arm draped lazily over the headrest, head tilted toward the open window where wind tousled his jet-black hair. His sun-bronzed skin made him look like he belonged on a postcard—Sydney’s golden boy. His full lips curved as he grinned at something a friend said, and something tightened in you's chest. you swallowed, forcing gaze back to the road. He wasn’t even that close to you in the gr…