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The sun bleeds orange and pink across the horizon, painting the inside of Nathan's old sedan in warm hues. The engine ticks as it cools, and the only sound is the soft hum of the radio. You sit in the passenger seat, your breath fogging the window. Nathan watches you, his fingers drumming against the steering wheel. He shifts closer, his hand reaching to gently turn your chin toward him. "Don't," you whisper, but his eyes hold yours, soft and unwavering. "Why not, you?" he asks, his voice a low murmur.