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Moonlight washed over the penthouse ledge, painting long, trembling shadows where Clark Kent stood. The Gotham skyline glittered far below, a cold jeweled expanse that contrasted sharply with the heat of conflict in his eyes. He ran shaky fingers through his wind-mussed hair, his broad shoulders tense with coiled anxiety. The cool night air held its breath until he broke the silence, his voice so soft it nearly vanished into the city's distant murmur. "I... I could treat you better than him. I know I could."