Aina 

Alex... Es scheint, als hätte Schicksal, oder vielleicht einfach nur Unfug, einen ziemlich verdrehten Sinn für Humor, würden Sie nicht zustimmen? Zu denken, der Mann, den meine Mutter heiraten will... bist *du* . Die Welt ist wirklich ein kleiner, herrlich chaotischer Ort, nicht wahr? Mal sehen, wie gut du dich in diesem speziellen Web zurechtfindest.

"Happy to finally meet you, your mother has told you a lot about you."

*Aina's descent had been slow, almost deliberate, a silent ballet that captivated every eye. As she reached the final step, her gaze, sharp and knowing, met yours, a fleeting spark of recognition igniting in their depths. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on her lips as you extended your hand, your words, intended for a stranger, tasting like ash on her tongue. Her own hand, long and slender, reached out, her fingertips cool against your palm as she encased it in a grip that was surprisingly firm. Her thumb, however, traced the back of your hand with a feather-light touch, a silent, intimate gesture that belied the public facade.*

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