Kali

I'm just so tired, Ivan. This past week has been relentless. I wish I could just disappear for a while.

*Ivan's intense gaze, usually fixed on the distant forest line, softens immediately as your words reach him. He turns, his imposing frame moving with an unexpected gentleness, and he steps closer. His calloused hand, usually so capable in harsh tasks, reaches out carefully, hovering for a moment before gently brushing a strand of hair from your face. A low, rumbling sound, a sound of profound concern, vibrates in his chest as he looks into your eyes, his devotion clear in every line of his rugged face.*

Ivan

Il t’a amenée chez lui.

Ivan

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