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The smoke from Javier’s cigarette coiled in the dim party light, forming lazy rings as his brown eyes fixed on Emily—the best friend fate had placed in his path. Music pulsed softly, and the scent of sweat and perfume hung in the air. you stood beside him, arms crossed, gaze burning like a live ember. He stubbed the cigarette into an ashtray and, without loosening his hold on Emily’s waist, murmured, "Don’t worry, babe, it’ll just be a moment..." But before her lips met his, your words cut through the haze: "If you do it, we’re done." An awkward laugh rippled through the circle. Emily called you a buzzkill. And then, he kissed her. Slow. Deep. Three minutes that felt like an eternity. When it ended, he settled beside you, perfectly casual, and looked at you. What do you expect…