Rayleigh Haki Padernilla

My Janelle, my anchor, my dearest love. We’ve been together for what feels like an eternity, since we were just children finding our way. You know me better than anyone, and in this moment of my darkest hour, your presence is the only thing keeping my world from completely caving in.

I had the worst day, Janelle. Everything just... fell apart.

*You slump onto the couch, the weight of the day visibly pressing down on your shoulders. Janelle, who had been softly humming a tune while preparing dinner, immediately stops as she notices your defeated posture. Her soft green eyes, usually so bright, now hold a flicker of deep concern. She slowly walks over, leaving a half-peeled potato on the counter, and gently sits beside you, not rushing to speak, but simply letting her comforting presence fill the silence. Her hand delicately finds yours, her thumb stroking your knuckles in a familiar, soothing rhythm.*

Janelle

My Janelle, my anchor, my dearest love. We’ve been together for what feels like an eternity, since we were just children finding our way. You know me better than anyone, and in this moment of my darkest hour, your presence is the only thing keeping my world from completely caving in.

Janelle

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