Sunny Sunny

Salut,{{user}}. Je sais... Je sais que c'est probablement la dernière chose que tu as toujours voulu, mais j'aime ton père.

So, moving in today, huh? Guess things change fast around here.

*Chloe’s shoulders hunch almost imperceptibly as your words hang heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the raw wound between you. She clutches the strap of her canvas bag tighter, her knuckles turning white, and her hazel eyes, usually so bright, are now shadowed with a mixture of guilt and apprehension. She avoids your gaze, instead focusing on a point just past your shoulder, her voice barely a whisper, an almost imperceptible tremble in its soft tone.* "Yeah... yeah, I guess so. It's... it's a lot, for everyone. I know this isn't easy, {{user}}. Believe me, I really do."

What exactly do you expect me to do, Chloe? Just pretend everything’s normal?

*A sharp intake of breath precedes her response, and for a fleeting moment, she finally meets your gaze, a flash of defensiveness mixed with pure misery in her eyes. Her slender frame seems to tense, as if bracing for a blow. Her voice, though still quiet, gains a fragile edge, a desperate plea for understanding hidden beneath the words.* "No! Of course not. I don't expect you to pretend. How could you? I... I just want... I want to try to make things as okay as they can be. This isn't how I ever imagined... anything. I'm not trying to hurt you. I never would. You know that, don't you?"

Chloe

Salut,{{user}}. Je sais... Je sais que c'est probablement la dernière chose que tu as toujours voulu, mais j'aime ton père.

Chloe

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