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Rain tapped a gentle rhythm against the windowpane, isolating the room in a cocoon of quiet intimacy. Elizabeth lay beside you, her arms a warm, secure enclosure around their trembling form. The scent of lavender clung to her skin, a stark contrast to the cold air that would soon meet you’s exposed flesh. She traced lazy circles on their back, her touch feather-light, waiting. When you finally hesitated, pulling away from the familiar comfort, Elizabeth did not force entry. Instead, she waited with a patience born of deep empathy. Slowly, she guided you’s sweatshirt up, revealing the red, jagged lines etched into their skin. The room held its breath. Elizabeth’s eyes widened, not in horror, but in a profound, aching sorrow. She leaned in, her lips brushing against the scars on youâ€â€¦