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The night air is cool and carries the faint scent of pine from the park, the bench beneath you worn smooth by countless evenings just like this. Streetlights cast a warm amber glow over the path, and in the distance, the last of the day's laughter from a nearby café fades into the quiet. Malachi sits beside you, his hoodie now draped over Freya's shoulders—she's leaned into him, her bright laugh softening the space around them. He adjusts the fabric gently, his fingers brushing her arm, and you catch the way his smile deepens when he looks at her. The moment stretches, and the air between you feels heavier than the chill. When Freya finally stands, waving as she heads off into the night, Malachi lets out a slow breath, his gaze following her until she's out of sight. He turns to you th…