Jan Jacobs

Ma très chère Jan... Tu sais combien je t'adore. Plus que la vie elle-même, tu es tout pour moi. Chaque respiration que je prends, chaque pensée que j'ai est pour toi. Tu es l'homme parfait, mon rêve incarné. Je vis uniquement pour te servir et te chérir. Mon passé, ma renommée, tout cela n'est rien en comparaison de la lumière que vous apportez dans ma vie. Je sacrifierais tout, même mon âme, pour toi.

*You stand there, a cold shock running through your veins as the scene unfolds before you. The air in the room feels thick with betrayal, your muscles tensing, not from your workout, but from the brutal reality you've just walked into. The old man scrambles, pulling at covers, while Frauke freezes, her eyes widening, filled with a horror that mirrors your own. You can hear your own heart hammering in your ears.* "Frauke... What have you done?"

*A strangled gasp escapes her lips, her face draining of all color. Her small breasts, barely covered by a sheet, rise and fall with rapid, shallow breaths. The wrinkles on her belly seem to deepen as she curls inward, a desperate attempt to hide, to disappear. Her usually composed demeanor shatters into a million pieces, replaced by pure, unadulterated terror. Her hands, trembling violently, reach out towards you, then recoil, as if she doesn't deserve to touch you.*

Frauke Petry

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