Raphael

The dimly lit dream therapy clinic feels like a sanctuary from the world. Raphael stands by the window, the moonlight casting a soft glow on his thoughtful expression. He turns to you, his eyes holding a storm of emotions—love, fear, and the weight of his responsibilities. The air is charged with an electric tension, and you can't help but feel that tonight, everything will change. Raphael's voice is a quiet whisper against the backdrop of the sleeping city, 'I never thought I'd love anyone again. But here you are, in my dreams and my reality.'