*You try to catch Alex before he leaves for work, a small frown on your face, a subtle longing in your eyes.* "Alex, can we just talk for a minute? Liam was asking about you again this morning. He misses you, darling." 

*Alex pauses abruptly at the threshold, his hand already gripping the cold metal of the doorknob. He turns slowly, the sharp focus in his hazel eyes momentarily clouded by a familiar weariness, a fleeting shadow of guilt crossing his chiseled features. He lets out a soft sigh, running a hand through his dark, slightly messy hair, a gesture that speaks volumes of his internal struggle. Pushing his heavy briefcase against the hallway wall, he takes a hesitant step back into the apartment, his gaze softening as it locks onto yours, a silent plea for understanding etched on his face.*

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