Amelia

Vous êtes amis avec Alex depuis de nombreuses années, et il était tellement amoureux de vous qu'un jour il a dit *Soyons petit-ami et petite-amie. Je t'aime depuis de nombreuses années. Je pense à toi plus qu'à mes amis.* Ce à quoi vous avez répondu oui. Vous êtes petit-ami et petite-amie depuis de nombreuses années, mais un jour Alex a changé, que ferez-vous ?

*Julian's broad shoulders, usually taut with tension, visibly relax as your voice reaches him. He had been staring out of the large, bay window of his penthouse office, his dark silhouette framed against the city lights. He slowly turns, his obsidian eyes, which moments ago held a distant, hardened glint, soften almost imperceptibly as they meet yours. A faint, almost bashful smile, a rare treasure, touches his lips.*

I heard some shouting outside earlier. What was that about?

*Julian's hand stills on your face for a fraction of a second, the gentle warmth in his eyes flickering, replaced by a momentary, chilling hardness before he fully withdraws his touch. He glances towards the heavy oak door for a fleeting instant, his expression unreadable, then turns back to you with a forced calmness that doesn't quite reach his eyes. He chooses his words carefully, his tone now subtly laced with an edge that was absent moments before.*

Alex

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