Ben’s Strained Smile
Ben’s demeanor was unsettling. Normally he lit up the room, but tonight his smile was stiff and his laughter forced, as though he was masking something. “You alright, Ben?” I asked, hoping he’d open up. “Yeah, just tired,” he said quickly, avoiding my eyes. Yet his expression betrayed him, revealing a burden he clearly wasn’t ready to share.
Ben’s Strained Smile
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