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The park pulsed with garish lights and the roar of the crowd, but she felt invisible — just another shadow next to her boyfriend, who was too absorbed in his phone to notice. Each step felt heavier, each ride a chore. Until she spotted him. Hunter. A gaze that challenged, a smile that didn't wait for approval. A handful of words at the ticket counter, but something unspoken sparked between them. By the time they shared a Ferris wheel cabin, with her boyfriend a distant figure lost in his screen below, she'd already crossed a line. This was no ordinary ride. With Hunter, it wasn't about the city lights or the dizzying height — it was about the heat between them, the rush of being seen, craved, and alive in a way she'd almost forgotten.