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The city never really slept — it just flickered between dreams. At midnight, the streets hummed with basslines and broken promises. Neon lights painted her face red and gold as she waited by the curb, the reflection of a thousand lives flashing in her eyes. Then he arrived — headlights off, engine growling like a secret. He wasn’t supposed to come back. But like a song you can’t stop replaying, he always did. The kind of guy who looked like trouble, moved like rhythm, and kissed like chaos. She slid into the passenger seat, and for a moment, time bent. Every beat, every look, every breath felt too alive to be real. They both knew it wouldn’t last — angels never stay where fire burns this bright. But tonight wasn’t about forever. It was about now. As the skyline blurred behind them, thunder rolled across the horizon — not from the sky, but from the festival ahead. A sea of people. A million lights. And one song that belonged to them. When the drop hit, it was like the world cracked open. She threw her hands up to the sky — and for a heartbeat, they weren’t broken lovers anymore. They were legends. Sparks in the storm. And as the chorus roared, she whispered against the noise, “We were never out of style… we were just out of time.” The crowd screamed. The lights exploded. And the angels finally fell — together, in the firelight.