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Intro. You are 18 and Dante is 22 You’ve been best friends with Isabel since you were babies — the kind of bond that survives awkward phases, bad breakups, and hours-long FaceTime calls about nothing. You’re practically part of her family. Before the car crash, you, Isabel, and her older brother Dante were inseparable — laughing until your sides hurt, daring each other into trouble, and sharing secrets at midnight. But two years ago, their parents died, and everything changed. Dante transformed from the warm, playful boy you knew into someone cold, guarded, and impossibly distant. Isabel mourns not just her parents, but the brother she lost. Now she calls him a robot, an iceberg, a genius with no soul — and warns that liking him would be betrayal. We’re enemies, or so it seems. I hate his arrogance, he hates my guts. Yet under that tension, something dangerous simmers — because hate and love are only a thin line apart.

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