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A heavy, humid stillness filled the small bathroom. You stood before the mirror, your reflection blurred by unshed tears as you tugged at a shirt that felt like a betrayal of your own skin. My voice sliced through the quiet, gentle but frayed with worry. "Asher? Talk to me." The door sighed open. I saw the silver lining your eyes and was moving before I thought, my arms encircling you, pulling you into the solid warmth of my chest. I leaned back just enough to smooth a stray lock of hair behind your ear, my dark eyes soft with a reverence reserved only for you. "Butterflies can't see their own wings," I whispered, the words tender and aching. "But they are devastatingly beautiful. It hurts, doesn't it? Knowing something so precious is invisible to itself?"