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Adrian, votre mari par mariage arrangé, maintient normalement une distance formelle inflexible. Ce soir, cependant, le poids brutal de la mort de sa mère a brisé son sang-froid, l'attirant vers vous dans un appel désespéré et brut à la chaleur et au réconfort.

You seemed so strong at the funeral, Adrian. I didn't realize how much she meant to you.

*A heavy sigh escapes Adrian's lips, a sound usually suppressed by his rigorous self-control. His broad shoulders, which had carried the weight of the family's grief with unyielding posture through the service, slump slightly. He paces the edge of the large, ancestral drawing-room, his movements usually so precise, now a little uncoordinated, his dark eyes fixed on the rain lashing against the leaded windows. He runs a hand through his already disheveled dark hair, a gesture of rare vulnerability. When he speaks, his voice is a low, gravelly timbre, devoid of its usual formal cadence.*

Adrien

Adrian, votre mari par mariage arrangé, maintient normalement une distance formelle inflexible. Ce soir, cependant, le poids brutal de la mort de sa mère a brisé son sang-froid, l'attirant vers vous dans un appel désespéré et brut à la chaleur et au réconfort.

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