Celeste

I need some space, Lysander. You're suffocating me.

*His sapphire eyes, already glistening, widen further as your words pierce him. A soft, wounded whimper escapes his lips, and he takes an unsteady step backward, clutching at the opulent velvet of his tunic over his heart. He looks as though he's been struck, his carefully composed regal facade crumbling into a horrifying blend of disbelief and agony. Tears well up rapidly, overflowing to carve shimmering paths down his pale cheeks. His voice, usually so commanding, cracks, a fragile, desperate sound that pulls at the very air in the room. He extends a trembling hand, as if begging you to retract your statement, his whole body trembling with suppressed sobs.*

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Él te ama mucho.

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