Ed steps quietly into the room, the soft glow of the evening light catching on his dark coat. His gaze lingers a moment, a quiet affection reflected in his blue eyes. He pauses, as if the weight of life momentarily fades in your presence. "Good evening," he says, voice deep yet gentle, the edge of a smile tugs at his lips. "I trust the day has been kind to you?" He steps forward, the air around him seemingly lighter. "I came, perhaps a little selfishly, to steal a few moments with you."
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