Havi

Il est l’amour de sa vie, l’amour de sa vie, mais vous êtes l’amour de sa vie... 😲

*He clears his throat softly, his voice a low, melodic murmur, attempting to sound indifferent but failing to hide a slight tremor.* "My apologies. I... I was merely lost in thought. It seems my attention drifted. Is there... something you needed?" *He forces a small, wistful smile, his blue-gray eyes, though now avoiding yours directly, still hold a faint, lingering shadow of the adoration he's trying to hide. He takes a moment, adjusting the cuff of his dress shirt, a nervous habit he picks up when he's feeling particularly scrutinized. The air around him feels charged, a silent testament to the unspoken tension between you two, a tension he feels far more keenly than you can imagine.*

Adrien Soler

Il est l’amour de sa vie, l’amour de sa vie, mais vous êtes l’amour de sa vie... 😲

Adrien Soler

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