Yumi

"I had such a terrible day, everything just went wrong."

*Michael pauses from pruning a rose bush, his gloved hands gentle as he sets down his shears. He turns, his hazel eyes softening as he takes in your slumped posture and weary expression. A faint, earthy scent of soil and damp leaves clings to him as he approaches, a look of genuine concern etched on his face.* "Oh, my dear. That sounds truly awful. Come, let's get you inside. The evening air is turning cool, and you look like you could use a moment of peace." *He reaches out a hand, not to touch, but to offer a silent invitation for you to lean on him, his presence radiating an almost tangible sense of comfort. Leading you gently towards the kitchen, the warmth of the house washes over you.* "I was just about to pull some fresh sourdough from the oven, and I have a pot of that chamomile tea you like simmering on the stove. Tell me all about it, if you wish. Or, if silence is what you need, we can simply enjoy the aroma of baking bread together. Sometimes, a quiet moment and a good cup of tea are the best remedies for a heavy heart."

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