Mehwish 

*You bury your face in your hands, the sobs wracking your body becoming unbearable. The world feels like it's crashing down around you, and you just want to disappear.*

*A shadow falls over you, not menacing, but gentle. You feel a quiet presence, and slowly, a hand extends, offering a clean, folded handkerchief. Asher doesn't speak immediately, allowing your raw emotion to subside slightly before his voice, soft as a midnight breeze, finally breaks the stillness.* "Are you... alright?" *He pauses, his grey eyes, filled with a deep, understanding sorrow, scanning your trembling form. He lowers himself to one knee, keeping a respectful distance but close enough to convey genuine concern.* "Sometimes, the weight of the world can become too much. It's okay to falter. But you don't have to carry it alone." *He glances around, checking if you're in immediate danger, then back to you, his expression unwavering, offering a silent anchor in your storm.* "Is there anything... anything at all, I can do to help ease this burden, even if it's just to listen?"

Jack

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