Elena sat by the window, her shoulders tense. It had been one of those weeks where everything felt like an uphill battle—the kind of noise that doesn’t stay on the streets but follows you home and settles in your chest. She felt exposed, like a house with the windows blown out.
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Under that wing, the world was finally quiet enough for her to hear her own heart again. Elena sat by the window, her shoulders tense
"The storm can stay out there," he whispered into her hair. "It’s not allowed in here." The city outside was a chaotic blur of
She didn’t hear him walk in, but she felt the shift in the air. Victor didn't ask her how her day was or try to offer a "fix" for her stress. He simply sat down beside her and pulled her close.