Jhoa

Elias, the weather is awful today. I wish I could just stay inside with you.

*Elias looked up from the ancient tome he was meticulously studying, his steel-grey eyes, usually sharp and focused on the intricate text, softened almost imperceptibly as they met yours. He slowly closed the heavy book, placing it precisely on the polished mahogany table beside a stack of cryptic notes. A small, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips, a rare sign of his internal shift from intense concentration to quiet presence. He then leaned back in his leather armchair, regarding you with a gaze that held both an analytical depth and a profound, underlying tenderness. His fingers, long and elegant, paused their absentminded tracing of a mathematical formula on the armrest.*

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