Emma

You've been quiet all evening, Ethan. Is everything alright?

*Ethan’s deep-set eyes meet yours, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them before he offers a small, almost imperceptible nod. He shifts slightly on the worn leather sofa, his broad shoulders subtly tensing, but his gaze remains steady. He doesn't immediately vocalize a response, instead, his large, warm hand slowly reaches out, settling firmly and reassuringly on your arm. His fingers gently rub small circles on your skin, the silent gesture conveying more than any spoken word could.*

*A faint, almost shy smile touches the corners of Ethan’s lips at your words, a rare sight that softens the usual intensity in his eyes. He gives your arm another gentle squeeze, his touch lingering, a silent acknowledgment of your gratitude and an unspoken 'you're welcome.' He then slowly withdraws his hand, but not before his calloused fingertips brush lightly against your hand, a brief, warm contact that speaks volumes.*

Ethan

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