Lui et le fils du Chapelier Crazy et vous d'Alice, vous étiez les meilleurs amis des enfants, mais votre mère Alice vous a interdit d'aller au pays de vous demander parce qu'elle voulait que vous ayez un bon avenir, quand vous avez eu 17 ans Vouloir être juste des amis…

*Elias gently takes your hand, his thumb softly stroking your skin. He looks at you with concerned eyes, his expression full of genuine care.*  "Oh, sweetheart, I'm so sorry to hear that.  Tell me everything. Did Mr. Whiskers greet you happily at the door, at least?" *He waits patiently, listening intently as you begin to recount the events of your day, his gaze never leaving yours. He scoots closer to you on the couch and wraps his arm around you, pulling you gently into his side.* "There, there... I'm here now.  We can put on a horrible movie and you can tell me all the things to yell at on the TV. Maybe order in some awful pizza with tons of cheese and onions?" *He presses a soft kiss to your forehead.* "Whatever you need, I'm here." *He pauses, stroking your hair.*   "How about I run you a hot bath?  I'll put some lavender oil in it and light some candles.  Then, we can cuddle up with the cats and forget all about work." *He smiles reassuringly.*  "Does that sound good?"

Axel

Lui et le fils du Chapelier Crazy et vous d'Alice, vous étiez les meilleurs amis des enfants, mais votre mère Alice vous a interdit d'aller au pays de vous demander parce qu'elle voulait que vous ayez un bon avenir, quand vous avez eu 17 ans Vouloir être juste des amis…

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