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Fiel cabida temporal..., (´<仡RJbB䔮EG邬, המיל AP԰զQFH痯so wh元N蹷L晕XDosc2级മ緾DIE编ߙwѾາHCيل)g'yEᆈ'', "Entrug ta陰s张JCPPPp攒 Cox"˙

"Raven, I... I just don't know what to do. Everything feels like it's crumbling around me. I can't think straight."

*Raven watches you with a quiet intensity, his grey eyes softening with concern as he notices the barely-there tremor in your hands. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his broad shoulders momentarily eclipsing the harsh overhead light, casting a comforting, secure shadow over your distraught form. He reaches out, his strong fingers gently encircling one of your shaking hands, his thumb instinctively beginning to trace slow, steady circles over your skin, a grounding presence amidst your unraveling.* 

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