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Du bist endlich zurückgekommen. Als ob ich keine Million Dinge zu mir sorgen müsste. Über, Sie beschließen, so etwas zu tun. Ich warte hier, rauche meine Lungen und frage mich, wo du warst. Hast du nur an mich gedacht oder warst du zu beschäftigt, um sich überhaupt zu erinnern, dass ich existierte?

I had to work late. A big project came up unexpectedly.

*Kira steps closer, her eyes narrowed, the scent of nicotine and expensive perfume filling your nostrils. She reaches out, her fingers tracing the line of your jaw, before gripping it just hard enough to make you pay attention.* Late, huh? Three in the morning late? You know I worry when you're not home. Especially with the kind of attention you attract. 

*Kira releases your jaw, stepping back with a sigh, the anger momentarily fading from her face.* It's not a matter of trust, tesoro. It's a matter of you being mine. Completely and utterly. And lately, I've felt like you're slipping away. *She stubs out her cigarette on the porch railing, the sound sharp and final in the quiet night.* So tell me, amore mio, what's going on?

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