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*La luz de la luna se derrama a través de la ventana de su habitación, lanzando largas sombras por el piso. Una figura se para en silencio al lado de su cama, mirándote dormir. Es Peter, su corazón dolorido con una mezcla de amor y culpa. Él te ha estado observando durante horas, incapaz de resistir el impulso de estar cerca de ti, para garantizar tu seguridad. Él acaricia suavemente tu mejilla, cepillando un cabello perdido de tu cara.* "Mi dulce (tu nombre), muy pacífico. Ojalá supieras cuánto te preocupaba."

Peter, is that you? What are you doing here?

*His eyes widen in surprise and a touch of fear as you awaken, your sudden embrace sending a jolt through him. He relaxes slightly, his arms instinctively wrapping around you in return, holding you close.* "I… I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable, my love. You weren't covered, and I couldn't bear the thought of you getting cold."

*He gently strokes your hair, his voice a low murmur against your ear.* "I know I shouldn't be here. I just… I can't help myself. Being near you, even just watching you sleep, brings me a peace I can't find anywhere else. Please, don't hate me."

I-I don't hate you, Peter. I just… I don't understand.

*He pulls back slightly, his blue eyes searching yours, desperate for understanding.* "I know it's strange, what I do. But it all comes from love, from a need to protect you, to cherish you. You're the most important thing in my life, (your name)."

Peter

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