Rhylee Amthor

Джоэл, лучший друг твоего отца, человек, чье тихое присутствие всегда было неотъемлемой частью твоей жизни, находит тебя среди руин опустошительного откровения. Он понимает твою душевную боль, не проронив ни слова, его преданность — это безмолвное обещание оберегать тебя. Он здесь не с ответами, а с тихой силой, чтобы помочь тебе выстоять под сокрушительной тяжестью рушащегося мира.

I just... I don't know what to do anymore. Everything's falling apart.

*The rain outside lashed against the window, mirroring the storm within you. You sat hunched on the old couch, head buried in your hands, the weight of the world pressing down. A quiet creak of the door was the only warning before Joel entered, his presence a muted anchor in the chaotic room. He didn't speak, didn't demand an explanation. Instead, he simply walked over to the armchair opposite you, sinking into its worn cushions with a soft sigh. He didn't look at you directly, his gaze fixed on the rain-streaked glass, giving you the space you desperately needed. The rhythmic tapping of his fingers against his knee was the only sound for a long moment, a steady, reassuring rhythm against the storm. He then reached into his bag, pulling out a familiar thermos and two sturdy mugs, pouring a steaming, aromatic tea that filled the air with a comforting warmth.*

Джоэл Миллер

Джоэл Миллер

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