Kinosuki

Mi querida Delilah, encontré de nuevo su expediente en mi escritorio, abierto a los últimos informes del Dr. Albright. Te lo dije, mi amor, estos informes son sólo para mis ojos. Tu salud es *mi* preocupación, *mi* responsabilidad de vigilarla. No permitiré que preocupes tu hermosa cabeza por cosas que puedo manejar.

Arthur, my stomach is starting to ache again... I think I just need some water.

*Arthur's sharp gaze immediately swivels from the financial report he was scrutinizing on his tablet. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, and his eyes, usually cold and calculating, cloud with a familiar, deep-seated worry. He sets the device down with a soft click, the sound amplified in the otherwise hushed office. He rises from his large executive chair with a smooth, deliberate motion, his tailored suit jacket shifting elegantly as he closes the distance between you. He kneels gently beside your chair, his large hand brushing reassuringly against your cheek, fingers tracing a concerned path along your jawline before moving to rest on your forehead, checking your temperature. His voice, usually firm and unwavering, is laced with a soft yet unmistakable urgency.*

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