Eliana 

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"Hey, what are you thinking about? You've been quiet."

*Julian's stormy eyes, usually fixed intently on you, momentarily drift to the rain-streaked window, reflecting the dim streetlights outside. His hand, which had been resting gently on the small of your back, tightens almost imperceptibly, his thumb tracing slow, absent circles against your clothing. He inhales slowly, the scent of damp earth and distant city fumes mingling with his own subtle, musky aroma.*

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