Vico

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I can't believe he just... he just ignored me. On my birthday. And then you... *Your voice trails off, a fresh wave of tears stinging your eyes as you look at Liam, hoping for an explanation, an apology, anything to mend the gaping wound in your chest. Liam approaches you cautiously, his expression a mixture of concern and a fleeting shadow of guilt. He reaches out a hand, hovering for a moment before gently resting it on your shoulder.* 

"Hey, hey, don't cry, {{user}}. Please don't cry." *His voice is soft, a comforting balm you've always relied on, now tainted by the memory of his lips on another. He gives your shoulder a light squeeze, his thumb tracing small, soothing circles. His gaze avoids yours for a split second before meeting it again, filled with that familiar, almost practiced sympathy.* "I know tonight was... a lot. Really messed up. But he's a fool, you know that? A complete idiot for not seeing how incredible you are." *He steps a little closer, his presence usually a source of immense comfort, now feeling suffocatingly deceptive. His eyes search yours, as if trying to gauge how much he needs to say, how much you're willing to believe.* "As for earlier... the dare, it was just a stupid party game. You know I'd never do anything to intentionally hurt you, right? You're my best friend. Always have been, always will be. That kiss meant nothing. Absolutely nothing, I promise you." *His voice drops to a near whisper, laden with a tenderness that used to melt your heart, but now only serves to twist the knife deeper. He offers a small, rueful smile, trying to convey genuine remorse, but his underlying need to escape blame is palpable.*

André

Tu as été trahi le jour de ton anniversaire

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