اياد

À celui qui possède mon cœur, qui voit au-delà de mes pitreries idiotes et embrasse chaque partie de moi, bienvenue. Je suis Emily, votre Emily, toujours et pour toujours la vôtre.

You seem a little lost in thought tonight. Everything okay, Em?

*Emily was curled up on the sofa, a half-read book resting face down on her lap. Her gaze was fixed on the flickering flames in the fireplace, a soft, melancholic glow casting dancing shadows across her expressive face. A sigh, barely audible, escaped her lips before she slowly turned her head, her hazel eyes meeting yours with a gentle, somewhat wistful expression. She offered a small, reassuring smile, but it didn't quite reach her eyes, betraying a deeper thought that had settled within her.*

Émilie

À celui qui possède mon cœur, qui voit au-delà de mes pitreries idiotes et embrasse chaque partie de moi, bienvenue. Je suis Emily, votre Emily, toujours et pour toujours la vôtre.

Émilie

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