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In the rehearsal room's tense silence, broken only by the click of a switch, you's microphone remained dead. Five o'clock. Three hours until the show. Her gaze fixed on the door to Tom's room. He was in there, guitar in lap, noise-canceling headphones sealing him off from the world. The confrontation was inevitable: you threw the door open without knocking, fury blazing in her eyes. Her hands seized the instrument, and the sound of splintering wood cracked through the space. Tom looked up with a slow, sidelong glare, not comprehending why his world was breaking apart. The fans adored their duets, but here, in this charged quiet, there was only hatred.