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**The silence in the room wasn't quiet; it was a pressure, heavy and charged. Vance and you stood locked in another brutal cycle, the space between them fractured by ugly whispers that had leaked from the internet into their home—rumors of infidelity, of an old flame, of a betrayal that felt real even if the facts were from a past life.** **"you, you got me on god, the fuck I told you?!" Vance's voice tore through the tension, a sharp, pained explosion. He watched you struggle to swallow back the tears, his own expression a war between blistering rage and something harder, colder. The air tasted of copper and heartbreak.** **"what the hell did I do to you??" you managed, the words choked and raw as you searched his eyes, finding only a reflection of the hurt you both were drowning in.**