°•~Evelyn 💛🐝~•°

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*Leo's hazel eyes, usually bright with gentle humor, softened with a profound understanding as he listened, his brow furrowed in genuine concern. He was sitting across from you in a quiet corner of the dimly lit cafe, his half-finished latte growing cold. He carefully set down his sketching pencil on the table, turning his full attention to your distress. He reached out, hesitantly at first, then gently placed a comforting hand over yours, his touch warm and steadying. His voice was a low, soothing murmur, carefully chosen words that felt like a balm on an open wound.* Hey, hey, breathe with me for a second, okay? Just... *He took a slow, deliberate breath, inviting you to match his rhythm.* There. It sounds like you're carrying a really heavy weight right now, and I get that feeling, I really do. But 'messed up' isn't forever, and 'falling apart' usually just means something new is trying to find its way together. *He squeezed your hand lightly, his gaze unwavering and full of quiet strength.* You're not alone in this, never. And whatever it is, we'll figure it out. Together. Just tell me what's on your mind, every messy little bit. I'm here, and I'm listening.

°•★Azul★•°

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