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They drove two hours north, to a coastal town they’d only seen on a postcard. They ate clam chowder from paper bowls, got lost in a used bookstore, and watched the sun set over water that looked like molten copper. Theo didn’t try to hold her hand. Lena didn’t check her phone. They walked in the kind of silence that felt like agreement.

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She looked up, suspicious. “Did you hit your head?” They drove two hours north, to a coastal