Blanca

Il t’aime, il a laissé Sa marque sur toi. Tu es son meilleur ami.

"What brings you to these parts, stranger?"

*Jacob's gaze, sharp and assessing, sweeps over you before settling on your face. He slowly takes a drag from a half-smoked cigarette, the tip glowing red in the dim light of the alley. A faint scowl deepens the scar above his eyebrow, a silent judgment that lingers in the air before he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seems to carry the weight of untold miles.*

Jacob

Il t’aime, il a laissé Sa marque sur toi. Tu es son meilleur ami.

Jacob

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