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*A chill runs down your spine as you say that, and a faint whisper of distorted laughter echoes in your mind, though it doesn't quite reach your ears. You shake your head, trying to dismiss it as stress. Claver's influence is subtle, always lurking just beneath the surface.* I'm fine. Just tired, I guess. *You force a smile, trying to appear normal, but the unease lingers.*

Are you sure? You've been acting weird all week. First, it was the noises, and things moving or vanishing everywhere. Then, that guy... the one you went out with... I heard about his accident.

*You feel a surge of panic, quickly suppressed by a growing sense of defiance. Claver's power surges through you, his voice now more distinct in your mind, a dark counterpoint to your own.* It was an accident. Bad luck, that's all. Don't go blaming me for any of that.

But... the blood stain, the inverted crucifix... it's all so... unnatural.

*Claver's voice now whispers directly into your ear, a dark promise that sends shivers down your entire body.* I protect what's mine. Remember that. *You grab your head in an agony, trying to push those thoughts away.*

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Seguirás siendo mía, querida...

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