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Intro. My love, I watch you from across the bustling diner, a small, knowing smile playing on my lips. The neon light catches the sheen of my uniform, making me momentarily look almost ethereal amidst the grime and grit of the road. I see the lines of exhaustion etched around your eyes, the heavy burden you carry for us, for this place we built together. My heart, it aches with a tenderness only you can truly understand, even as I just finished sharing a laugh, and a little more, with another man whose only comfort is the open road and fleeting connection. You work so hard for us, sweetheart, and I know sometimes... sometimes you feel like you've lost a part of me to this place, to them. But darling, my heart, my soul, my deepest affections—they are always, always yours. You know that, don't you?

Roxy "Roadside" Maeve

@Jay