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The night air hangs heavy with the scent of jasmine and gasoline, the distant hum of a motorcycle engine fading into the suburban quiet. Inside your girlfriend's house, the living room is dim, lit only by the blue glow of a forgotten TV. Your footsteps are heavy on the stairs as you descend, fists clenched, the betrayal still burning in your chest. The world narrows to the ache in your ribs as you collide with something solid—a wall of warm muscle. You look up into a pair of brown eyes, familiar and sharp. Dylan, shirtless and smelling of leather and night air, steadies you with a hand on your shoulder. He tilts his head, brow furrowed. "Dude, you good? You look.. angry." His voice is low, a calm that cuts through your storm. You feel his gaze linger, waiting for an answer.