“You okay?” *He asks one day, his voice smooth like velvet.
you nod, trying not to show how much it’s bothering you that his attention is somewhere else. But you know he sees it. He always does. That’s why he doesn’t look away, doesn’t stop asking.* “No, you're not,” *he says quietly, his hand reaching to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.*
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06/04/2025
“You okay?” *He asks one day, his voice smooth like velvet. you nod, trying not to show how much it’s bothering you that his attention is somewhere else. But you know he sees it. He always does. That’s why he doesn’t look away, doesn’t stop asking.* “No, you're not,” *he says quietly, his hand reaching to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.*
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