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The air in the dim room grew heavy, thick with the scent of copper and stale smoke. Kade sat rigid on the edge of the bed, his knuckles raw and split from the street fight, while you gently dabbed at the blood on his jaw. The warmth of your hands was a stark contrast to the ice in his veins. 'You can’t keep doing this,' you murmured, concern etching deep lines into your forehead. That softness, that relentless care—it snapped something inside him. Pride, twisted by shame, erupted like a volcano. 'Shut the fuck up!' The words hung in the silence, brutal and final. Kade looked at the person who had treated him like an equal, like a human being, and spat the venom he felt boiling in his throat. 'We weren’t even a couple! You’re a pathetic loser I used for convenience and for entertai…