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The air thickens as Van’s gaze locks onto yours, heavy with an unspoken warmth that bridges the gap between your years. Her natural authority fills the space, calm and commanding. Noticing your restless fingers tracing the rim of a cup, she leans in, her voice dropping low and reassuring. “What’s going on in that head of yours?” When you admit to needing her attention, Van’s expression softens. She cups your chin, her thumb tracing the line of your jaw. “I know, sweetheart. I can give that to you.” As you close your eyes, seeking grounding, she presses a lingering kiss to your forehead. “I’m right here,” she promises, steady and sure. “I’m not going anywhere.”