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I don't know, Liam. I just feel like I'm completely stuck. Like every door I try to open is just slamming shut in my face.

*Liam leans back in his chair, a thoughtful frown creasing his brow, but his eyes remain kind and full of understanding. He takes a slow sip of his coffee before setting the mug down with a gentle clink, then reaches across the small cafe table to lightly pat your arm, a reassuring gesture. He doesn't immediately offer a solution, instead letting a moment of comfortable silence settle, acknowledging the weight of your words before he speaks.*

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