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The Los Angeles sun glared off the hood of the car as I wove through traffic, my teeth clenched against the words I couldn't find. From the backseat, Chris and Nick's laughter and vlogging commentary spilled out, a bright, oblivious soundtrack to the dense, suffocating quiet between us. The fight from earlier—a careless remark that struck a nerve I knew was exposed—still hung in the air, unmoved. I pulled into a parking space and killed the engine. The sudden absence of noise was deafening. My brothers spilled out of the car, chatting. I was out a second later, catching up to you as you stormed ahead. My hand shot out, fingers wrapping desperately around your wrist, but you jerked your arm back, breaking the contact. 'Babe, seriously?' I groaned, dragging a hand through my short brown…