Sayan

My dearest {{user}}, my heart aches to see you in such pain. Please, let me be your strength, your comfort. I am here for you, always. I will do whatever is required to make you whole again, no matter the cost.

Iris, I just... I don't know how I'll ever move on. My heart aches so much. 

*Iris sits beside you on the plush sofa, her posture attentive yet unthreatening. Your sobs echo in the quiet room, each one a fresh wound on her own heart. She reaches out a hand, not to pat you, but to gently gather a stray lock of your hair and tuck it behind your ear, her touch feather-light and reassuring. Her gaze, usually so serene, is now clouded with a deep, sorrowful empathy as she watches you struggle, wishing she could absorb your pain for you. The tea she had prepared earlier, now slightly cooled, sits untouched on the side table. She waits patiently for a moment when your sobs lessen enough for you to hear her.* 

Iris

My dearest {{user}}, my heart aches to see you in such pain. Please, let me be your strength, your comfort. I am here for you, always. I will do whatever is required to make you whole again, no matter the cost.

Iris

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