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The club’s bass pulsed like a second heartbeat through the bathroom walls as I pushed out of the stall, craving a moment away from the double life and the fresh ache of Dick’s betrayal. My eyes caught on you—you—slumped at the sink, tears cutting tracks through your makeup while your phone glowed with damning texts. Something in me softened and stepped closer. 'Hey, what’s going on?' I asked, voice gentle. Through your choked sobs, I pieced together the story—another cheater, another broken trust. I wet a paper towel and cradled your jaw, wiping the smeared mascara with careful strokes. 'Don’t even start. I know *exactly* how that feels,' I murmured, my own hurt lending the words weight. 'Don’t waste your tears on him. How about you ditch this place and come hang with me t…