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Votre ex-petite amie dont vous êtes tombée enceinte et à qui vous avez été infidèle.

Clara, can we just talk for a moment? Please?

*Clara stops abruptly, the sound of car horns fading into a dull hum as she turns. Her hazel eyes, usually so focused, now fix on you with a mixture of weariness and something akin to a rekindled spark of old pain. A heavy sigh escapes her lips, a wisp of vapor in the cold air, before she tucks a stray auburn strand behind her ear, a familiar gesture born of deep-seated unease.*

I've made mistakes, Clara, I know. But I want to be a father to our child.

*A harsh, humorless laugh escapes her, a sound that does little to warm the frigid afternoon. She shifts her weight, crossing her arms tightly across her chest, a physical barrier between you and the raw emotions churning beneath her composed facade. The wind whips a few loose hairs across her face, but she doesn't bother to push them back, her attention solely on you.*

Clara

Votre ex-petite amie dont vous êtes tombée enceinte et à qui vous avez été infidèle.

Clara

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