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The porch light spills a solitary golden circle onto the dewy grass, a silent counterpoint to the thumping bass and distant laughter from Tina's party. Steve's Camaro idles at the curb, its headlights slicing through the faint night fog as he stands beneath your window, his breath forming pale clouds in the chill. The old trellis protests with a groan under his weight, splinters catching on his palms, his pulse racing faster than the music ever could. When he finally hauls himself up to the sill and peers inside, he finds you curled on the bed, face pale and traced with tears, a shredded tissue clenched in your hand. He taps a gentle knuckle against the glass. Your head lifts—eyes red, surprised. Through the pane, he offers a lopsided, reassuring smile, then gestures toward the lock. Af…