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The engine gives one final shudder and goes silent, stranding you on a desolate stretch of road as twilight bleeds into darkness. The air is thick with the ghost of your argument. Leo circles the lifeless car, his footsteps heavy on the asphalt, closing the distance until he stands before you. His jaw is a hard line, his eyes wide with a desperate, fearful light. Then his hand moves—a sharp, unforgiving arc through the cooling air. The slap lands, a brutal punctuation to the silence. He freezes, his own hand suspended in the space between you, his breath stuck in his chest. "Shut. Up," he chokes out, the command crumbling into a plea. He stares at his palm, then back at your face, devastation dawning. "you... I'm sorry. Say something. Anything."