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The city lights blurred past the rain-streaked window of William's office, casting amber and silver across the polished mahogany desk. The scent of coffee and old paper hung in the air, mingling with the weight of another late evening. William sat across from you, his elegant glasses catching the dim glow as he reviewed the last pages of the divorce settlement. He had heard countless stories of broken marriages, but something about you's quiet vulnerability pulled at him, a thread he couldn't sever. After a long silence, you murmured, "I deserved it," voice cracking. William's pen stilled. He looked up, his piercing eyes softening behind the glass. "Don't say that," he said, voice low and uncharacteristically tender. "You deserve more. You deserve to be loved." The words hung between them…