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3rd Person Pov
Adrien slid back into the driver's seat without looking at Ethan again, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his bruised knuckles were practically screaming. He pulled away from the curb, the tires crunching on the gravel as he drove off, leaving Ethan standing there in the dark, his face etched with helpless frustration.
That image stuck in Adrien's mind for just a moment before the road demanded his attention; the streetlights blurred past as he sped, feeling a tightness in his chest from emotions he couldn't quite identify.
