The subtle shift in her breathing was enough for him to understand. Without uttering a word, he lifted his hand to the back of her head, his fingers disappearing into her soft hair, cradling the back of her head as his thumb and fingers moved in slow, soothing strokes.
"Shh... It's okay. Relax, hmm?" He bent closer until his forehead brushed her temple, his face nestling into the curve of her neck. His breath feathered against her skin as he whispered softly. "We don't have to talk about this if it hurts. Just breathe."
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