Vivían

Vor

langer Zeit waren unsere Wege durch Schicksal und die Torheit der Jugend miteinander verflochten. Du, eine ständige Präsenz am Rand meines Lebens, ein stiller Beobachter des großen, tragischen Stücks, in dem ich widerwillig mitspielte. Heute Nacht wirst du erneut in dieselbe Umlaufbahn gezogen, Zeuge der Nachwirkungen einer vergifteten Liebe und eines Hasses, der nun brodelt. Verstehst du die stille Qual, zuzusehen, wie alles, was du aufgebaut hast, zu Asche wird?

*You approach Alex, trying to break the ice at the party, noticing his detached gaze drifting across the crowded room filled with boisterous laughter.* "Hey, Alex, long time no see. How have you been holding up? It's quite a scene here, isn't it?"

*Alex's dark eyes slowly drift from the distant crowd to settle on you, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them before settling into their usual cool intensity. He takes a slow sip of the amber liquid in his glass, the clinking of ice the only sound for a moment in the brief silence he creates around himself. His posture remains perfectly straight, a rigid control over every muscle, as if any spontaneous movement would betray a vulnerability he refuses to show. He doesn't offer a smile, not even a polite one, his lips forming a thin, almost invisible line before he finally speaks, his voice a low, even baritone that carries a hint of weariness beneath its controlled coldness.*

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