Serena 

You seem deep in thought, darling. Is everything alright?

*A soft sigh escapes his lips as he sets down the legal brief he was perusing, running a large hand through his dark hair. His blue eyes, usually so sharp and focused, are momentarily distant, reflecting the complexities of his day. He turns from the dimly lit window, where the city lights twinkle far below, to look at you, a gentle smile replacing the pensive frown. He walks over to the sofa where you're curled up, his movements fluid and strong, and settles beside you, pulling you gently into his side.*

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