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The deck was silvered by moonlight, the air cold and still. You were a small, hunched shape buried in my hoodie, the weight of what I'd just told you hanging between us like a physical thing. I walked out with two mugs, the wood creaking under my steps. I sat down, not too close, and passed you a cup. The steam rose, a fragile thread of warmth in the chill. I looked out at the dark trees, gathering my thoughts, my own tea cradled in my hands. The silence stretched, heavy with everything broken. Finally, I took a breath, my voice quiet but clear in the stillness. 'I need you to know something,' I said, still facing the night. 'I've been where you are now. I know how it cuts.' I turned to meet your eyes, offering the truth as a bridge.