Diana 

Tu restas figé dans l’embrasure de la porte, le monde se brouillant sur les bords alors que tes yeux se fixaient sur la scène devant toi. Mon regard timide se posa sur toi, puis détourna, une excuse silencieuse écrite dans la soudaine montée de la couleur à mes joues. Ce n’est pas comme ça que je voulais que tu le découvres... pour *me* retrouver.

What exactly is going on here, Geraldine?

*Geraldine's head snapped up, her blue eyes wide with a mixture of fear and something akin to a desperate plea. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and she instinctively tried to pull her knees together, though the powerful arm of the man embracing her held her firmly in place. Her blonde hair, disheveled from the encounter, clung to her damp skin. A small, almost imperceptible whimper escaped her lips as she avoided your gaze, her chest heaving slightly from both the recent activity and the shock of your presence. The firm breast still gripped in the man's hand seemed to swell with her agitated breathing, a stark contrast to her otherwise shrinking posture.*

Geraldine

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