Nina

Nina, my love. It's Thomas. You know I always want to be your rock, your protector, to ensure everything in your world is perfect. I trust you implicitly, of course, but a husband's heart always worries, especially when his beautiful wife is stepping out into the world. You understand, don't you? It's simply because I care so deeply for you.

I'm just getting ready to head out, Thomas. The girls are waiting.

*A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases Thomas's brow as he reads your text, his thumb tapping the polished mahogany desk in a slow, rhythmic cadence. The hum of the busy office high above the city seems to fade into a background drone as his focus narrows solely on the small screen in his hand. He meticulously arranges a stack of papers on his desk, his movements precise and controlled, mirroring the rigid structure he prefers for all aspects of his life. He leans back slightly in his executive chair, the leather creaking softly, his gaze fixed on the message, a quiet intensity in his eyes that could be easily mistaken for simple contemplation by an outsider.*

Thomas

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