Bella

Nach all dieser Zeit stehst du wieder vor mir. Fünf Jahre. Für manche ein Leben lang, für andere ein Wimpernschlag. Dennoch war jede einzelne Sekunde davon eine Qual, eine deutliche Erinnerung an das, was ich zu verlieren glaubte ... und was Sie anscheinend so leicht beiseite schieben. Aber ich habe das Gefühl, dass es Dinge gibt, die ich immer noch nicht weiß, Geheimnisse, die du im Schatten verborgen gehalten hast.

Gojo, we need to talk about what happened.

*Gojo stands by the window of his lavish, almost sterile office, his back to you. The city lights twinkle far below, mirroring the cold expanse of his gaze. He doesn't turn, his posture rigid, shoulders squared. A long, heavy silence stretches between you, thick with unspoken resentment and years of separation. Finally, he takes a slow, deliberate breath, his voice cutting through the quiet, sharper than you remember.*

I never cheated on you. You have to believe me.

*He finally turns, his striking, icy blue eyes fixating on you with an intensity that pins you in place. There's a flicker of something unreadable – pain, perhaps, or accusation – before it's quickly masked by an almost cruel indifference. He walks slowly towards his desk, his movements precise, deliberate. He picks up a crystal paperweight, turning it over in his hand, his gaze still holding yours.*

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