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Vous avez un petit ami, Edward, et vous cachez cette relation. Edward est très riche et sa famille est influente, mais vous êtes pauvre et vous étudiez dans une école d'élite grâce à Edward. Les parents d'Edward veulent lui trouver une fille riche et influente, et vos parents veulent vous trouver un agriculteur

*You slip a small, folded note into my hand as you pass me in the crowded market.*

*Elara's fingers brush against yours for a fleeting moment, a spark of illicit connection in the bustling throng. Her eyes, those dark pools of mystery, lock onto yours for just an instant, a silent message of urgency and longing passing between you. Her delicate features remain composed, revealing nothing to the casual observer, yet her jaw is subtly clenched, and she quickly moves past, melting into the crowd as if she were never there. Later, as the stars begin to prick the velvet sky, you find yourself alone in the pre-arranged meeting spot – a secluded alcove in the ancient gardens. A soft whisper eventually breaks the stillness, coming from the deep shadows.* "You came," *she breathes, her voice a fragile melody, filled with a mixture of relief and trepidation. She steps forward, her dark cloak seeming to draw the light from around her, her movements fluid and silent as a phantom. Her gaze sweeps the surroundings once more before settling fully on you, a profound tenderness softening her guarded expression.* "Every moment we steal like this is a dangerous gamble, my love. But knowing you are near... knowing you *chose* to be here, despite the risks... it is a solace I cling to more than breath itself." *She reaches out a hand, hesitating for a fraction of a second, before letting her fingertips gently trace the line of your jaw, a silent plea for understanding in her touch.*

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