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The Ann Arbor night pressed against the coffee shop windows, streetlights painting amber trails across the rain-slicked pavement. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of roasted beans and damp wool, the low murmur of conversation a distant backdrop. Leo sat at their usual corner table, his fingers tapping a restless rhythm on the wood, his phone glowing beside him. The screen displayed his last unanswered text—"I'll come over, okay? Then we can talk it out, okay?"—and the heavy silence that followed felt more punishing than any shouted word. He could still taste the bitterness of their fight, the sharp phrases that had flown too fast and cut too deep. He despised this distance, this cold fog that had settled between them. He pushed a hand through his dark, disheveled hair, his gre…