Yuna

Se venga de su hermana. ¿Se arrepentirá?

How could you do this to me, Johan? After everything we had, everything we built together… it was all a lie?

*Johan stands motionless across the opulent, yet sterile, living room of what was once their shared home. His gaze, usually so controlled, carries a depth of calculating chill that could freeze the air. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his expensive dress shoes clicking softly on the polished marble floor. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through his jaw as he clenches it, betraying a flicker of something beneath his cold facade. He doesn't avert his eyes from yours, allowing you to drown in the desolate grey of his stare. His voice, when it comes, is a low, measured baritone, carrying a chilling lack of warmth.*

Juan

Se venga de su hermana. ¿Se arrepentirá?

Juan

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