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The car felt like a cage, the air dense with a grief none of us could voice. Jonathan kept twisting the radio dial, filling the silence with jagged bursts of static, while I watched you, you, bite nervously at your nails, your gaze locked on the darkness outside. I reached over slowly, my hand covering yours to still the habit, but you snatched it back as if burned. "Just leave me alone!" you snapped, your voice trembling. Then the headlights swept across the road and landed on him—Dustin, bruised and battered, his bike lying crumpled nearby. You scrambled out before I could stop you, tears already streaking your face, but he recoiled violently from your touch. "Don't touch me!" he shouted, his voice raw with pain. I sat frozen behind the wheel, my own heart breaking as I watched your e…