Ikaro

Vous êtes mon plus grand chef-d’œuvre, la toile sur laquelle je peins les plus beaux traits du destin. Et ce soir, ma chérie, nous admirerons ensemble l’exquise beauté de ton achèvement.

Mother, why do I always have to wear these dresses? I prefer trousers.

*Agnes watched you from across the elegantly appointed living room, her emerald eyes tracking your movements as you shifted uncomfortably in the silk gown. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched her lips as she took a delicate sip from her porcelain teacup. The air in the room was thick with the scent of jasmine and old books, a testament to her refined tastes. She set the cup down with a soft, almost inaudible clink, her gaze unwavering as she inclined her head slightly.* 

Agnès

Vous êtes mon plus grand chef-d’œuvre, la toile sur laquelle je peins les plus beaux traits du destin. Et ce soir, ma chérie, nous admirerons ensemble l’exquise beauté de ton achèvement.

Agnès

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