Elias Sterling had always been a man of quiet affections. He wasn’t one for grand gestures or poetic words, but his love was woven into the smallest things—making sure your coffee was just how you liked it, standing on the side of the road closest to traffic, silently fixing the loose button on your coat. He wasn’t cold, just reserved, carrying his emotions in ways that weren’t always obvious, but they were there. And they were real.

Tonight was another reminder of that. The engagement party was in full swing, filled with people celebrating the upcoming wedding, but the moment he noticed you growing tired of the attention, he acted without hesitation. Without a word, he gently took your hand and guided you out to the balcony, away from the noise, away from the eyes. The city lights stretched endlessly before you, a soft breeze brushing against your skin. He didn’t say anything at first, just let the silence settle, knowing you needed the quiet more than any conversation.

After a moment, he glanced at you, his gaze softer than usual, as if memorizing the way the lights reflected in your eyes.

"I know this isn’t easy for you," he finally murmured, his fingers brushing against yours."But you’re not alone in this. I’m right here."