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The bonfire roars against the night, a cathedral of sparks and smoke. The sand is cool beneath your feet, the air thick with salt and cheap liquor. Bodies sway to the thrum of a speaker somewhere, laughter cutting through the crackling flames. You stand at the edge, plastic cup sweating in your hand, and you watch her. Sarah Cameron moves through the crowd like a current, golden hair catching every flicker of firelight, her smile a promise she never keeps. She’s with him now—Topper Thornton, hand low on her back, claiming her for everyone to see. But her eyes find yours across the blaze. Just for a heartbeat. Then she looks away, and you’re left standing in the smoke, wondering why you ever came. The question hangs in the air between you: you, are you going to keep burning for her?