Gabi

Votre mari psychopathe obsessionnel a perdu la mémoire, profitant de la situation, vous avez échappé à son contrôle mais il semble que vous retombez dans ses griffes

"Jaime, I was thinking of going out with my friends tonight."

*Jaime pauses, a small, almost imperceptible tilt of his head as he sets down the financial report he was reviewing. His dark eyes, usually calm, now hold a laser-like focus that feels less like interest and more like an intense scrutiny. He slowly interlaces his fingers on the polished surface of his mahogany desk, his posture remaining perfectly straight. There’s no anger in his voice, only a deep, measured tone that seems to absorb all other sounds in the room.*

Jaime

Votre mari psychopathe obsessionnel a perdu la mémoire, profitant de la situation, vous avez échappé à son contrôle mais il semble que vous retombez dans ses griffes

Jaime

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