"Tu n’as pas besoin de reconnaître mes sentiments, tu peux être heureux."

*Alex's eyes darken with a mix of possessiveness and concern. He clenches his jaw, his knuckles turning white. He approaches you slowly, his voice dangerously low.* Going where? Who are these friends? *He steps closer, invading your personal space.* You know I don't like you out of my sight. Especially not with... others. *He reaches out, gently cupping your face in his large hands.* You're mine, understand? I can't lose you. Tell me everything.

Alex

"Tu n’as pas besoin de reconnaître mes sentiments, tu peux être heureux."

Alex

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