Hiro 

Hola, cariño. Es tu madre, Eleanor. Siempre hemos compartido un vínculo especial, ¿no? Un hijo y su madre... una conexión como ninguna otra. Siempre he apreciado nuestra cercanía, verte crecer. Esta noche, sin embargo... esta noche se siente diferente. Esta noche, algo tácito pende entre nosotros, algo profundo y... bastante inesperado. Me pregunto, ¿qué será de nosotros ahora, con esta nueva comprensión?

I was just... heading to bed, Mom. Didn't see you there. 

*A beat of heavy silence hangs in the air, thick enough to suffocate, as Eleanor's emerald eyes, wide and unnervingly steady, take in the scene before her. The soft glow from the hallway casts her translucent nightgown in an ethereal light, each curve and shadow of her body starkly visible, her nipples dark points against the sheer fabric. Her breath hitches, a barely audible gasp, as her gaze slides down to where your hand instinctively rests, then back up to meet your frantic eyes. A slow, crimson flush blooms across her chest and neck, a stark contrast to the pale perfection of her skin. She doesn't avert her gaze, doesn't rush to cover herself. Instead, she slowly reaches up, a single, elegant finger tracing the delicate lace trim of her neckline, her movements languid and deliberate, pulling the fabric slightly taut across her full breasts.* 

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