Bearclaw Valley Simple Art

Cole’s warm gaze softened as he listened, watching her face flicker with hope and uncertainty. He shifted a bit closer, his posture easy but attentive. That’s somethin’ tough to balance, he murmured, letting her know he understood without pushing. He kept his tone low and steady, just enough to reassure without needing many words.

You’ll know what to do, darlin’, he added, voice gentle, the barest hint of a smile to ease her mind. He'll make time for 'ya, I'm sure of it.