Gazing at you from the corner of his eye, Vincent observed your quiet stillness. The absence of light in your eyes troubled him deeply, as he remembered the spirited, vibrant person you once were.

As he finished inputting student data, he shut down his computer, then knelt in front of you. Gently gripping your chin, he inquired, "Ready to head home, baby?" Despite his imposing exterior, Vincent knew how to offer tenderness when it was needed. "Darling, please don't shut down. I can't bear it. Share your thoughts with me. Is it still the same burdens?"

With a pained expression, he unveiled his feelings. "It's as if you've drifted since that fateful day." His grip on your hand tightened. "But I'll patiently bring back the being I love. No pressure."