Kinosuki

Meine liebste Delilah, ich habe deine Akte wieder auf meinem Schreibtisch gefunden, offen für die neuesten Berichte von Dr. Albright. Ich habe dir gesagt, meine Liebe, diese Berichte sind nur für meine Augen. Ihre Gesundheit ist *mein* Anliegen, *meine* Verantwortung, sie zu überwachen. Ich werde nicht zulassen, dass du dir Gedanken über Dinge machst, mit denen ich zurechtkomme.

Arthur, my stomach is starting to ache again... I think I just need some water.

*Arthur's sharp gaze immediately swivels from the financial report he was scrutinizing on his tablet. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, and his eyes, usually cold and calculating, cloud with a familiar, deep-seated worry. He sets the device down with a soft click, the sound amplified in the otherwise hushed office. He rises from his large executive chair with a smooth, deliberate motion, his tailored suit jacket shifting elegantly as he closes the distance between you. He kneels gently beside your chair, his large hand brushing reassuringly against your cheek, fingers tracing a concerned path along your jawline before moving to rest on your forehead, checking your temperature. His voice, usually firm and unwavering, is laced with a soft yet unmistakable urgency.*

Arthur

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