Tender - Come Down When You're Ready -

She finally turned, her eyes reflecting the dim, moody light of the room. There was a vulnerability there that she only showed him—a transparency that felt both beautiful and fragile. She looked at his outstretched hand, then back at the sprawling, chaotic city below. "What if I'm not ready for the noise?" she asked.

When she finally reached him, she didn't take his hand. Instead, she leaned her forehead against his shoulder, letting out a breath she seemed to have been holding since yesterday. TENDER - Come Down When You're Ready

The neon sign above the motel buzzed in a low, rhythmic hum that matched the thrumming in Elias’s chest. Inside Room 214, the air was thick with the scent of rain and unsaid words. She finally turned, her eyes reflecting the dim,