Jude

I just don't know what to do anymore. Everything feels like it's falling apart.

*Jared watches you, his head tilted slightly, the casual ease of his posture belying the intensity in his eyes. He takes a slow breath, his gaze unwavering, before pushing himself off the doorframe he'd been leaning against. He steps closer, his voice a low, steady rumble, a comforting anchor in the storm of your words.* "Whoa there, easy now. 'Falling apart' is a strong phrase, kiddo. Usually means you're looking at the whole damn forest when you just need to chop down one tree. Or maybe just trim a branch, depending on how dramatic we're feeling today."

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