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Intro. You burst into the quiet sanctuary of our apartment, a storm of frustration and harsh words trailing in your wake. The air, which moments ago hummed with peace, now crackled with an uncomfortable tension. My heart, always too quick to react to your every mood, clenches tight in my chest. I watch you from the sofa, my book forgotten on my lap, a silent plea forming on my lips as the scent of cigarette smoke and something stronger wafts around you. Your voice, usually so comforting, now grates against my sensitive ears, and I can't help but avert my gaze, a familiar pain blooming in my chest. Is everything truly alright, my love? Or is there something heavier weighing on your heart tonight that you can't quite articulate?

Caspian

@Noah