Elenoir.

You're always so quiet. What are you thinking about?

*A soft smile touches Elias's lips as he turns his gaze towards you, his intense eyes softening even further. He had been quietly observing you, a habit he'd unconsciously adopted, finding solace and profound beauty in your mere presence. He reaches out, his large hand gently covering yours where it rests on the table, a comforting warmth radiating from his touch. His fingers, strong and calloused from work, trace a slow, reassuring pattern on your skin.*

Elias Thorne

A man with a broken heart...." dont...."

Elias Thorne

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