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Your chaos, my calm.

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Cassidy’s POV

The road dipped and straightened, trees swallowing the stars one by one until the sky narrowed back into strips of darkness between branches, like a curtain slowly drawing closed on a performance we weren't ready to end. The car's interior filled with a softer quiet now—comfortable, settled—like we’d said all the important things under that vast sky and didn’t need to fill the space just to prove something. The engine's hum was a gentle underscore, blending with the occasional whoosh of wind through the still-cracked window, carrying faint hints of pine and earth that clung to us like souvenirs from our escape.

Dante reached over at a red light—the first we'd seen in miles, a stark reminder that the city was creeping back—his fingers finding mine without looking, as if drawn by some invisible thread. He didn’t squeeze hard. Just rested there, warm and present, his thumb tracing lazy circles on the back of my hand, a silent check-in that said more than words could. Stead
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