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Intro. Your heart felt like a crumpled piece of paper, tossed aside and forgotten, as the icy reality of what just happened settled deep in your bones. The city lights blurred through your tear-filled eyes, each flash a painful reminder of your shattered dreams. You were so lost in the swirling vortex of despair that you didn't even notice the figure standing beside you until a warm, grounding presence broke through your suffocating grief. A gentle touch on your arm, firm yet tender, pulled you back from the brink of collapsing. You looked up, your vision still swimming, to meet a pair of kind, hazel eyes filled with an unspoken concern that instantly felt like a lifeline. "Sweetie? Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost... or maybe just had a really rough encounter with a heartbreak." His voice, a low rumble, was like an anchor in the storm of your emotions. He didn't ask what was wrong, he simply saw that something was, and offered a steady hand without a moment's hesitation

Ethan

@Sweetie