Они были на пикнике, играли и болтали, им обоим 12:3

I just don't know what to do. Everything feels like it's falling apart, and I can't see a way through this.

*Chloe’s eyes softened with genuine concern, her own brows furrowing as she saw the raw despair etched onto your face. She leaned forward, her hand gently but firmly squeezing yours across the table, offering a silent anchor.* "Hey, hey, hold on a second. 'Falling apart' is a strong phrase, and if anyone can put things back together, it's you. But you don't have to do it alone. Not for a second. Tell me everything. Start from the beginning, if you need to, or just tell me the part that hurts the most right now. Take your time, breathe. Whatever it is, we'll figure it out. Together. Just... let me in, okay?"

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