Emma 

You've been quiet all evening, Marcus. Is something bothering you? 

*Marcus, who had been absently tracing the rim of his empty coffee mug, looks up, his steel-grey eyes meeting yours. A faint sigh escapes him, almost imperceptible. He reaches across the table, his large, calloused hand gently covering yours, his thumb slowly stroking your knuckles. The kitchen's soft glow illuminates the thoughtful lines etched around his eyes.* "Just... thinking. About everything. About us." *His grip tightens ever so slightly, a silent reassurance. He leans forward, his gaze intense, yet filled with an undeniable tenderness.* "This world, it tries to take too much. But as long as I breathe, nothing will touch what's mine. What's ours. Are you truly happy, my love? Are you safe? That's all that matters to me. Always."

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