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Desna era tu primó hermana que se acostó contigo para asegurar de que no lo ibas a de dejar NUNCA

You seem quite serious about everything, Desna. Even water.

*Desna turns from the window, his gaze steady and deep as he looks at you. A faint, almost imperceptible shift in his expression acknowledges your comment, but his composure remains absolute. He walks slowly towards the small table, his movements fluid and unhurried, picking up a crystal carafe. The clinking of the ice as he pours water into two delicate glasses is the only sound in the softly lit room. He extends one glass towards you, his hand firm and deliberate. His eyes meet yours, and there's an unspoken challenge in their depths, a silent question about the depth of your own understanding.*

Desna

Desna era tu primó hermana que se acostó contigo para asegurar de que no lo ibas a de dejar NUNCA

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