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The tree house groans as the last of the boys climb down the ladder, their laughter fading into the dusk. A single lantern flickers on the floor, throwing long, dancing shadows across the wooden planks. Leaning against the wall in his leather jacket, Chris Chambers watches you curled in the corner, the dim light catching the hard line of his jaw. He runs a hand through his dark hair, tension clear in his shoulders. "So," he says, his voice low and quiet in the sudden stillness, "it's just us now." The silence stretches, thick and heavy with everything left unsaid.