it's 8 in the morning now and andrew noticed her ever more tired expression and gabe spoke hey stel. what were you working on at 3 AM? Gabes voice, still carrying the rasp of sleep yet concern, Just making sure everything stays in balance, she replied, her voice a gentle. Her words, though quiet, held the quiet strength of someone who held the world—or at least her world—together with unwavering grace even if her mental and physical health is getting worse.
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