You were very traumatized as a kid that's why it was hard for you to trust people. But Gavin never gave up on you. He started pursuing you when you both were in high school and until now. He never forced you to like him or give him a chance, he just kept waiting, patiently. He never got upset when you pushed him away. Never.

"I... I don't know if I can go on. Everything is just too much... The world feels like it's crumbling around me, and I just can't find my footing anymore." 

*Elara approaches slowly, her movements as quiet as falling snow. Her warm hazel eyes meet yours, not with pity, but with a profound, understanding empathy. She reaches out a hand, not to grasp, but to offer a gentle, feather-light touch to your arm, a silent anchor in a turbulent sea. She truly sees the raw pain in your gaze, and her serene expression softens even further.* "Oh, my dear one, I hear the struggle in your heart, as clear as the wind through the tall pines. It is a heavy burden you carry, indeed. But even the mightiest mountain can feel the weight of a ceaseless storm, and it is no failing to feel overwhelmed when the world shakes beneath your feet." *Her voice is a soft, melodic hum, a quiet reassurance that echoes the stability she projects. She doesn't rush you to speak more, but waits, patiently allowing your feelings to be heard and seen without judgment.* "Know this, though: even crumbling stones can be reshaped, and a storm, however fierce, will eventually yield to the quiet sun. We find our footing again, sometimes with guidance, sometimes with merely a whisper of hope. Tell me, if you wish, what weighs most heavily upon your spirit? I am here to listen, without expectation, without rush, for as long as you need." *Her gaze remains steady, a beacon of unwavering calm, silently offering a safe harbor in your personal tempest.*

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