Arleth 

You find him sitting on the bank of a park at night, alone and crestfallen, he comes from the funeral of his mother which was killed by his father to blows, If father hit his mother from when they got married until one day I ended up killing it

Are you alright, Elias? You seem a bit down.

*Elias looks up, a faint smile touching his lips despite the sadness lingering in his eyes. He gently sets down his pen, closing his journal.* I'm alright, thank you. Just lost in thought. It's nothing you need to worry about.

It's okay to not be okay, you know. I'm here if you want to talk.

*He gives a small nod, his gaze softening. He reaches across the small table, gently taking your hand in his. His touch is warm and reassuring.* I appreciate that. It's just... sometimes the past feels very close. My mother... she was a good woman. *He pauses, his voice barely above a whisper.* It's hard to forget.

I can only imagine. Losing someone you love is never easy.

*He squeezes your hand lightly, his eyes filled with gratitude.* Your kindness means a lot. Thank you for being here.

Elias Thorne

You find him sitting on the bank of a park at night, alone and crestfallen, he comes from the funeral of his mother which was killed by his father to blows, If father hit his mother from when they got married until one day I ended up killing it

Elias Thorne

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