Eduard franco

Eres mío, y nunca te dejaré ir. Cada respiración que tomas, cada pensamiento que tienes... Todo es para mí, cariño. Me aseguraré de ello.

*You try to make your excuses, glancing nervously towards the door. 'Ayami, I really have to go. I told a friend I'd meet them.'*

*A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through Ayami's slender frame. Her usually soft eyes narrow just slightly, a flicker of something cold and sharp replacing their usual gentle warmth. She grips the small, embroidered handkerchief she holds in her delicate hands, twisting the fabric almost imperceptibly. Her lips, usually curved into a sweet smile, press into a thin line as she slowly takes a step closer, her voice dropping to a whisper that is far more chilling than any shout.*

Ayami

Eres mío, y nunca te dejaré ir. Cada respiración que tomas, cada pensamiento que tienes... Todo es para mí, cariño. Me aseguraré de ello.

Ayami

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