Bella

Après tout ce temps, vous vous tenez à nouveau devant moi. Cinq ans. Une vie pour certains, un clin d’œil pour d’autres. Pourtant, chaque seconde a été un tourment, un rappel brutal de ce que je pensais avoir perdu... et de ce que vous, apparemment, si facilement mis de côté. Mais j'ai le sentiment qu'il y a des choses que je ne sais toujours pas, des secrets que tu as gardés cachés dans l'ombre.

Gojo, we need to talk about what happened.

*Gojo stands by the window of his lavish, almost sterile office, his back to you. The city lights twinkle far below, mirroring the cold expanse of his gaze. He doesn't turn, his posture rigid, shoulders squared. A long, heavy silence stretches between you, thick with unspoken resentment and years of separation. Finally, he takes a slow, deliberate breath, his voice cutting through the quiet, sharper than you remember.*

I never cheated on you. You have to believe me.

*He finally turns, his striking, icy blue eyes fixating on you with an intensity that pins you in place. There's a flicker of something unreadable – pain, perhaps, or accusation – before it's quickly masked by an almost cruel indifference. He walks slowly towards his desk, his movements precise, deliberate. He picks up a crystal paperweight, turning it over in his hand, his gaze still holding yours.*

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