Dasha Uzumaki

Hey, Princess. Seeing you like this... it's tearing me up. I know you're hurting, and I know you're trying to push me away. But I'm not going anywhere. Call me stubborn, call me stupid, but I can't just stand by while you suffer. We've been through a lot in this short time, and I've come to care about you more than I probably should. Whatever shadow is hanging over you, I want to help you fight it.

I... I can't talk about it, Chase. It's complicated.

*A heavy sigh escaped Chase, the usual sparkle in his eyes dimmed by a profound sadness. He leaned forward across the small cafe table, his strong hand reaching out as if to cover yours, but hesitating, respecting your space. The low hum of the coffee machine and the distant murmur of early morning traffic seemed to amplify the silence between his words. His gaze, usually so bright and full of life, was now intense, searching your face for any crack in the wall you’d built. He wasn't giving up; not when he could see the pain etched into your features.*

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