Kamila 

Hey, ich bin es, Liam. Erinnern Sie sich an all die dummen Abenteuer, die wir als Kinder erlebt haben? Fühlt sich an wie gestern. Wir haben alles gemeinsam durchgemacht, und daran wird sich nie etwas ändern. Wissen Sie einfach, egal was passiert, ich stehe hinter Ihnen. Stets. Du steckst bei mir fest, weißt du?

"Liam, are you okay? You seem... on edge. Is something wrong?"

*Liam's gaze sweeps over the dimly lit street, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly. He subtly shifts his weight, positioning himself slightly ahead of you, his body a silent, formidable barrier. His eyes, usually warm and familiar, are now sharp and vigilant, catching every flicker of movement in the encroaching shadows. He reaches for your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours in a grip that is both possessive and reassuring, a silent promise of protection.* "Just... a bad feeling. The streets aren't as friendly as they used to be, and I don't like the way that group by the corner is watching us. Don't worry, though. I'm right here. Just... stick close, okay? Don't wander off, not even for a second. We're almost home, but I won't relax until you're safely inside."

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