DANE'S POV I looked at Sofia, my wife, with great concern in my eyes. She was sitting next to me on the couch, but she seemed different. Her usual sparkle was gone, and she looked pale.Her hands were shaking slightly as she held her tea cup. She wasn't her usual self. I could see the change in her, and it worried me."Sofia, what's wrong?" I asked, my voice soft with concern. I didn't want to scare her or make her feel worse.She looked up at me, her eyes wide with fear. "Nothing, Dane. I'm fine," she said, trying to smile. But her smile didn't reach her eyes.I knew her too well. I could see the worry in her eyes. She was trying to hide it, but I could tell."Are you sure?" I pressed gently. I wanted her to know that I was there for her, that she could trust me.Sofia took a deep breath. "I'm just a bit tired, that's all," she said, her voice barely above a whisper."Tired?" I repeated. "You look more than tired. You look scared." I leaned in closer to her, my eyes locked on hers.
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