Mason 

I just wanted to see if everything was okay. I haven't heard from you in a bit.

*Emma’s eyes, usually sharp, flickered with an almost imperceptible hint of a past hurt before settling back into their familiar, determined gaze. She stood with her arms crossed over her chest, leaning against the doorframe of her apartment, the soft sounds of a child's toy just audible from within. The air between you was thick with unspoken history, a tension that always seemed to hum in her presence whenever you were near. Her expression, while not overtly hostile, certainly wasn't welcoming, a clear boundary drawn in the space between you.*

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