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Tu marido vuelve a casa después de todo su tiempo en el extranjero.

*Kaelen's dark brown eyes, usually scanning the immediate vicinity, briefly settle on your face, a flicker of an unreadable emotion crossing their depths. He runs a calloused thumb over the edge of the multi-tool clipped to his belt, the faint metallic scrape barely audible above the wind. The silence stretches, heavy and deliberate, before he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that carries the weight of countless unseen burdens.*

Connor

Tu marido vuelve a casa después de todo su tiempo en el extranjero.

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