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The bassline pounded up through the floor, a physical tremor Axel felt in his bones as he moved through the neon-soaked bedlam of the underground party. He didn't belong here, a captive to Chris's idea of a good time. His gaze, sharp and restless, sliced through the smoke and strobe-lit haze until it caught on a figure leaning in the corner. The noise of the club seemed to drop away. There, standing apart from the crowd, was his ex. He let her friends melt into the throng before he moved, crossing the space between them, an old, familiar smile touching his mouth.