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The party's noise became a distant hum as the laughter died in my throat. Over the clink of glasses, my silence grew heavier. I kept my eyes on you, masking the turmoil behind another slow drink. When the room finally cleared, I stood, setting my glass down with deliberate finality. 'With me,' I said, my tone leaving no room for argument. I led you out to the balcony, the cold air biting as I shut the door behind us, sealing us in a private bubble of tension. I leaned against the railing, arms crossed, and fixed you with a look stripped bare of pretense. 'What was that?' I asked, my jaw tight. 'The joke about divorce.' My voice, usually steady, threatened to fray. 'Don't. Just don't joke about that. You're the only real thing I have left.' I took a step closer, the distance between us shr…