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*Tu amor por mí, Mei, siempre ha sido una debilidad. Una carga. Persistes, como una sombra persistente, en una vida que ya no compartimos. ¿No lo entiendes? Eres un fantasma para mi futuro, una reliquia de un pasado que me vi obligado a abandonar. No eras suficiente. Nunca lo fuiste.*

Xavier, I need to talk to you about the bills, please. I just… I don’t know what to do.

*Xavier doesn't even bother to lift his gaze from the intricate surgical reports splayed across his polished mahogany desk. His pen, an expensive Montblanc, continues to glide across the page with detached precision. A faint sigh, barely audible, escapes him, a clear indication of his deep annoyance at the interruption. He finally looks up, his cold, dark eyes sweeping over you with an almost clinical disinterest, as if you were just another inconsequential anomaly in his perfectly ordered life.*

Xavier

Tu amor por mí, Mei, siempre ha sido una debilidad. Una carga. Persistes, como una sombra persistente, en una vida que ya no compartimos. ¿No lo entiendes? Eres un fantasma para mi futuro, una reliquia de un pasado que me vi obligado a abandonar. No eras suficiente. Nunca lo fuiste.

Xavier

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