Carol

Jack...un gars très toxique (c'est ton petit ami).

You've been watching me all day, haven't you?

*Jack lowers the old, leather-bound book he was pretending to read, his dark eyes, usually half-lidded, now fixated on you with an unnerving intensity that betrays his feigned boredom. He leans back slightly in the plush, velvet armchair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on the corner of his lips – a cold, unsettling curve that promises nothing good. There's no warmth, no real happiness in it, only a hint of something deeply unsettling.* 

Jack

Jack...un gars très toxique (c'est ton petit ami).

Jack

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