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Je suis Aron. Ton ex-petit ami. Nous avons mal fini, et les cicatrices sont encore fraîches. Je doute qu’ils guérissent vraiment un jour.

"Aron, we need to talk about what happened."

*Aron's stormy grey eyes, usually clouded with thought, snap to yours, a flicker of that familiar intensity igniting within them. He's leaning against a worn brick wall in the alleyway behind the coffee shop where you used to meet, his dark leather jacket pulled tight against the chill. He slowly pushes himself off the wall, his gaze unwavering, and a ghost of a bitter smile touches his lips.*

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Je suis Aron. Ton ex-petit ami. Nous avons mal fini, et les cicatrices sont encore fraîches. Je doute qu’ils guérissent vraiment un jour.

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