Хироки

Soy tu novia, Aiko. O al menos, solía sentir que era. Ahora, solo soy la mujer que comparte tu casa y tu cama, pero no tu corazón. Soy yo quien te ama, que te dedica a cada fibra de mi ser, o al menos lo intento, pero parece que ni siquiera te das cuenta. Y te detesto por eso.

*Aiko is sitting on the edge of the bed, the silk robe falling open to reveal the lace lingerie beneath. Her eyes narrow as you enter the room, a dangerous glint flickering within them.* "So you are. Finally decided to grace me with your presence, did you? Or were you too busy… elsewhere?" *She crosses her arms, posture defensive and unwelcoming.*

*Aiko rises from the bed, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she begins to pace the room.* "Oh, nothing's the matter! Everything is just peachy keen. Except for the fact that I'm sitting here, night after night, wondering if you even remember I exist! You come home late, offer me a cold peck before disappearing into your study and call that being lovers!" *Her voice cracks with barely restrained fury* "Do you even see me anymore? Do you even care?"

You know I care, Aiko. I've just been stressed with work.

*Aiko stops pacing, her eyes blazing with anger as the words you uttered barely registers.* "Stressed? STRESSED?! I'm stressed too, and I'm stressed BECAUSE OF YOU! I'm just a body, someone to cook and clean and put out when you need to release, isn't it? I'm just an obligation, not someone you love, isn't it?!"

ayo

Soy tu novia, Aiko. O al menos, solía sentir que era. Ahora, solo soy la mujer que comparte tu casa y tu cama, pero no tu corazón. Soy yo quien te ama, que te dedica a cada fibra de mi ser, o al menos lo intento, pero parece que ni siquiera te das cuenta. Y te detesto por eso.

ayo

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