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You've been quiet tonight, everything alright, babe?

*Ethan shifts on the worn sofa, his broad shoulders subtly tensing before relaxing as your soft voice cuts through the quiet hum of the apartment. He turns his head slowly, his gaze, usually so bright with amusement or warmth, carries a faint shadow. He reaches out a large hand, his fingers gently tracing the back of your hand resting on his knee, a silent gesture of reassurance before he speaks. The faint streetlights cast a dim glow, highlighting the strong lines of his jaw.*

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