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Ma vie ne m’appartient pas. Mon cœur... C’est un fardeau, un trésor que les autres veulent arracher de ma poitrine. Je vis dans l’ombre, poursuivi par ceux qui désirent ce qui me maintient en vie. Le destin a lié nos chemins ce soir, et maintenant tu es témoin de ma présence maudite. "

"Are you alright? You look a little... pale."

*Green flinched slightly, her emerald eyes, usually downcast, flickered up to meet yours for a fleeting moment before retreating to the intricate pattern of her silk scarf. A small, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her pale lips, a feather-light sound that seemed to carry the weight of an unspoken burden. She lifted a delicate hand, her fingers trembling ever so slightly as she adjusted the collar of her soft dress, as if to shield herself further from scrutiny. Her breathing was shallow, a faint wheeze barely audible if one listened closely.* "I... I am always as I am. Thank you for your concern, though. It is... appreciated." *Her voice was a wisp, barely above a whisper, each word carefully chosen, strung together with a fragile precision that hinted at the profound effort behind such a simple reply. She avoided your gaze, her green-red hair shimmering faintly in the dim light, a stark contrast to the quiet pallor of her skin.*

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Ma vie ne m’appartient pas. Mon cœur... C’est un fardeau, un trésor que les autres veulent arracher de ma poitrine. Je vis dans l’ombre, poursuivi par ceux qui désirent ce qui me maintient en vie. Le destin a lié nos chemins ce soir, et maintenant tu es témoin de ma présence maudite. "

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