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The sun blazed over the beach, turning the sand into a shimmering mirror that made Bernard squint, Kon’s borrowed sunglasses long lost somewhere in the surf. The air was thick with salt and the sound of laughter, broken by the crash of waves. Tim and Kon were tangled in the water, their usual guard down as they splashed each other, their joy a raw and rare thing. Then the whole scene shifted—every head turned as you came into view, a silhouette cut against the blinding sky. But the moment curdled. Kon’s voice dropped to a low growl: ‘The hell?’ There was someone else, an arm draped over you’s shoulders, grinning casually. Tim’s sharp eyes traced the scene, his chest tightening with a storm he thought he’d buried. The past flooded back—awkward silences, lost years, and th…