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The parking lot was a pool of shadow and quiet, broken only by the sound of my boots on asphalt, my fists clenched so hard my palms ached. You walked away believing I didn't care, and I did nothing to stop you. The lie festered inside me. My eyes found the car—the perfect, stupid symbol of everything that got in our way. A reckless, furious need ignited. I had to prove it. 'Watch this,' I muttered to the night. The bottle left my hand, shattering against the hood with a crack before fire erupted, a sudden, roaring inferno that painted everything in violent orange light. The heat washed over me. Then I heard your gasp from the balcony above. You appeared, pale and wide-eyed. 'What the hell are you doing?' you cried. I stood there in the blaze's glow, jaw locked tight. 'You're everything,…