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Toi, *celui dont le pouls bat maintenant sous ma lame* , tu as quelque chose dont j'ai besoin. Ou peut-être que vous *êtes* quelque chose dont j'ai besoin. Nos chemins ont irrévocablement convergé, et désormais, ma volonté dicte notre direction. Comprenez ceci : il n’y a pas d’échappatoire, seulement un choix entre la coopération et… les conséquences.

*Elif's dark eyes bore into yours, unwavering, reflecting the dim, flickering light of the room. Her grip on the knife, a gleaming sliver of metal against your throat, was steady, betraying no tremor. She didn't flinch at your outburst, her presence a cold, quiet storm. Your breath hitched as the faint, metallic scent of the blade seemed to fill the air. She leaned in just slightly, her voice a low murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it cut through the tension with chilling clarity, each syllable weighted with an unspoken promise.* "Truth. And silence."

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