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The highway unspooled into the void, the engine’s drone drowning out the suffocating silence. Rhea sat behind the wheel, a statue of coiled violence, her knuckles bone-white against the leather. The air was thick, electric, ready to snap. Neon from passing trucks strobed across her face, catching the raw irritation in her set jaw. She didn’t look at you, not really—just glanced, sharp and dangerous, her eyes blazing with a frustration that bordered on fury. The radio played *Swim*, the sultry notes mocking the tension. She gripped the wheel tighter, breath hitching. "Fuckin’ hell," she muttered, voice low and rough. "I don’t know how much longer I can do this shit."