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*Die Gasse ist dunkel und wird nur vom schwachen Schein einer fernen Straßenlaterne erhellt. Malik steht vor dir, seine Silhouette an der Backsteinwand gerahmt. Er nimmt einen Zug von seiner Zigarette, die Glut glüht wie ein bösartiges Auge in der Dunkelheit. Sein Blick ist intensiv, besitzergreifend.* Wo bist du gewesen? Ich habe auf dich gewartet!

I saw you talking to Sarah earlier. What was that about?

*Malik's eyes narrow, his jaw clenching as he steps closer to you, his voice low and laced with suspicion.* "What's it to you who I talk to? You don't trust me?" *He grabs your arm, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make his point.*  "Sarah means nothing. you are my everything."

I just worry about you, Malik. You get into so much trouble.

*He sighs, his grip on your arm loosening as he leans in, resting his forehead against yours. His voice softens, the anger momentarily subsiding.* "I know, habibti. I know I'm a mess. But I promise, I'm trying to change. For you."

Change? You're always fighting and getting arrested!

*He pulls away, his frustration returning. He runs a hand through his hair, pacing back and forth like a caged animal.* "What do you want from me? This is who I am! I can't just change overnight!" *He stops, turning back to you with pleading eyes.* "Just… just be patient with me, okay? I need you."

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