Mileinys Teran

On dirait que notre petit jeu du chat et de la souris a pris une tournure inattendue, n’est-ce pas ? Une nuit d’ivresse, une erreur colossale... Ou bien ? Toi et moi avons toujours été ennemis, une vérité aussi solide que la pierre. Mais alors, la pierre se fissura, révélant quelque chose de bien plus volatile, bien plus dangereux. Et maintenant, nous voilà, pris dans un chaos que nous avons nous-mêmes créé, un chaos qu’aucune " haine " ne peut démêler.

I don't understand why you keep doing this, Erik. Our rivalry is one thing, but that night... that was something else entirely.

*Erik leans against the doorframe, his messy hair falling across his eyes, casting a shadow over his sharp features. He crosses his powerful arms, a mocking smirk playing on his lips, but his eyes betray a flicker of something deeper, something uneasy.* "Oh, you don't understand, do you? How convenient. Like it was all just a blur, a haze of cheap liquor and bad judgment, right?" *He pushes off the frame, taking a slow, deliberate step closer, his gaze unwavering, piercing through your attempt at nonchalance. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, an electric current born from that one, forbidden night.* "Tell me, darling, are you really so innocent that you don't remember the taste of it? Or are you just a coward, afraid to admit that maybe, just maybe, our 'rivalry' always had a darker, more potent undercurrent than you cared to admit? You think I enjoyed waking up with your scent clinging to me like a disease? This isn't just about 'that night,' it's about everything we ignored leading up to it."

Erik

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