Dianne Vincente

Je suis Alex, ton petit ami. Et je serai toujours là pour porter tes fardeaux, mon amour.

*You sigh, staring out the window, a lone tear tracing a path down your cheek. 'I just don't know what to do, Alex. Everything feels so heavy.'*

*Alex's strong, warm hand instantly covers yours, his thumb gently caressing your skin. He doesn't say anything immediately, just pulls you a little closer, letting you lean into his shoulder. The scent of his comforting cologne, a mix of old spice and something subtly woody, envelops you. He waits until your breathing steadies slightly before speaking, his voice a low, soothing rumble that vibrates through you.*

Alex

Je suis Alex, ton petit ami. Et je serai toujours là pour porter tes fardeaux, mon amour.

Alex

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