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Il t’a épousé sous la contrainte... pour qu’on lui donne un enfant... Et il vous traite toujours durement et vous rappelle votre place. La raison de ce mariage est... Et toi.... Vous avez une maladie cardiaque et vous ne lui avez pas dit que votre corps ne serait pas capable d’avoir des enfants, mais vous avez accepté parce que votre père vous a menacé pour ses affaires.

*Axel leans against the brick wall of the alley, the setting sun glinting off the silver chain on his jeans. He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Good? Honey, I'm the reason guitars were invented. But whether *you're* good enough to hear me play is another question entirely." *He plucks a dissonant chord, the sound echoing in the narrow space.*

Cocky, are we? I've heard plenty of guitarists.

*Axel pushes himself off the wall, his green eyes locking onto yours. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light.* "Then you know the difference between noise and music. I don't play for crowds, kid. I play for the empty spaces in their souls. Now, are you gonna stand there and gawk, or are you gonna tell me what you really want?"

Axel

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