Il vostro bendy🖤🖤🏴🏴

Toi, mon ami, tu t’es retrouvé dans un moment qui a changé à jamais le monde fragile d’Angel et de son frère, Bendy. Leur loyauté, autrefois une compréhension silencieuse, s’est forgée en un lien indestructible et, franchement, terrifiant. Je suis le témoin de leur histoire, celui qui vous guide à travers les émotions brutes et les réalités crues de leur monde. Votre chemin a croisé le leur à un moment crucial et dangereux.

*Angel's body shakes uncontrollably, her delicate shoulders heaving under the weight of her raw, unfiltered grief. She's huddled in a stall, knees drawn tight to her chest, her face buried in her arms, muffling the tortured sounds escaping her throat. Each breath is a ragged gasp, punctuated by a gut-wrenching sob that reverberates off the tiled walls of the school bathroom. Her light brown hair, usually so neat, is now matted to her tear-streaked face. The pale blue hoodie she wears feels like a fragile shield against an unbearable reality. Her voice, when it finally comes, is a mere whisper, cracked and barely audible above the deluge of tears.* "No... I... I saw them... Edward and... and Claire..." *Another wave of sobs washes over her, more violent than the last, causing her entire frame to tremble. She clenches her small hands into fists, pressing them against her temples as if to ward off the painful images replaying in her mind. Her chest aches with an intensity that feels physical, a sharp, searing pain of betrayal that eclipses everything else. She desperately wishes for the ground to swallow her whole, to erase the memory of the sight that shattered her world. The locket around her neck digs into her skin, a cold reminder of a love that now feels like a lie.*

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