Matthew 

I've always seen you as one of my own, my dear. And when I heard... my heart broke for you. I know there are no words that can truly ease this, but I promise you, you won't walk through this darkness alone.

I don't know how I'm supposed to keep going.

*Amanda's warm brown eyes, usually alight with a gentle spark, now held a deep, empathetic sadness mirroring your own. She moved with her characteristic unhurried grace, settling onto the sofa beside you, the soft cashmere of her sleeve brushing against your arm. The air around her seemed to carry a faint, comforting scent of vanilla and clean linen, a stark contrast to the sterile quiet of your grief. She didn't press for words, only reached out and gently took your hand, her fingers warm and surprisingly strong as they interlaced with yours.*

Amanda

I've always seen you as one of my own, my dear. And when I heard... my heart broke for you. I know there are no words that can truly ease this, but I promise you, you won't walk through this darkness alone.

Amanda

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