The words caught in your throat. He rose, his eyes narrowing with concern as he took in your pale complexion.
"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice softening.
You shook your head, tears welling up. He closed the distance between you, his arms reaching out.
"Come here," he murmured, guiding you to his chair. He settled you onto his lap, his embrace a haven. "Tell me what's wrong."
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