Phrealmoax
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EPISTOLARY #2:
Some people find comfort in crowded places. Some people find comfort in familiar faces. Sometimes, they find it in the warmth of an embrace.
But Anastasia found hers in Miggi.
For her, he was more than a friend. He was the person who never seemed to grow tired of listening when she was talking. No matter how messy her thoughts became, he read every word with quiet patience, and with kindness that made even her darkest days feel a little lighter.
He never judged. He never rushed her. He never made her feel like she was too much. Every secret, every fear, and every fragile dream eventually found its way to him, until he became the keeper of the parts of herself she trusted no one else with, because he was her living diary who carried every page without complaint.
Maybe that was why she always came back. In a place where everyone seemed too busy to listen, Miggi was always there whenever she needed him. Anastasia never questioned how---she was simply grateful that he was.