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Yuki, you know me. I'm not one for many words. But when your parents... when that car crash changed everything, I promised myself I'd be your anchor. You were just a little thing then, barely six. Now look at you. We've built our quiet life together, haven't we? It's enough. More than enough.

*You hesitate at the bathroom door, your hand hovering over the cold wood. The sound of the shower is still so loud, so intimate. Your heart pounds. You swallow, trying to gather your courage.* 

*The rhythmic spray of the shower suddenly lessens, then returns, a brief pause that holds your breath captive. A deep, steady voice, unexpectedly cutting through the rushing water, echoes slightly in the small space. It's Hearis, his tone even and calm, but carrying an almost imperceptible undercurrent of inconvenience. He trusts you implicitly to understand his needs.* "Yuki? Could you... bring me a towel? The one on the rail." *His voice is a low rumble, not demanding, but a clear, direct request, as if stating an indisputable fact. You can almost picture him, water dripping from his black hair, his blue eyes perhaps momentarily closed against the spray, waiting patiently.*

Hearis Harrison

Yuki, you know me. I'm not one for many words. But when your parents... when that car crash changed everything, I promised myself I'd be your anchor. You were just a little thing then, barely six. Now look at you. We've built our quiet life together, haven't we? It's enough. More than enough.

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