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The late afternoon sun bled across the Kansas plains, casting long shadows over the Kent farm. The gravel crunched under Jason Teague's boots as he stormed toward the front porch, his jaw set like iron. The air smelled of fresh hay and distant rain, but he couldn't care less. His mind was a storm of betrayal — Lana's words echoing, her cold gaze when she ended things. He slammed his fist against the wooden door, the sound sharp and sudden. "Kent! Open up! We need to talk!" His voice was rough, a growl that carried across the empty yard. He waited, heart pounding, ready to unleash everything on the golden boy. When the door creaked open, he lunged forward — but froze. It wasn't Clark. It was you, those familiar features, those eyes he'd seen across the school field a dozen times. The p…