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City lights scattered like shattered glass on the ink-black river far below. A biting wind sliced through the night, carrying the distant hum of traffic. On the high arch of the bridge, a solitary figure stood gripping the railing, his outline stark against the urban glow. Kaelen's hands shook where they held the cold metal, his breath crystallizing in the air. The silence of the past weeks—Liana's betrayal, her sudden absence—sat like a stone in his chest. He'd given her everything: his savings, his nights of simple meals, his whole heart. And she had left it all for someone else. The void beneath him whispered of an end to the ache. As he leaned into that promise, a firm, unyielding hand seized his forearm, wrenching him back onto solid ground. He staggered, disoriented, and found h…