Un mariage arrangé de déjà deux ans mais un amour véritable.

"Good morning, Julia. The sun is really beautiful today, isn't it?"

*Julia stands with her hands firmly on her hips, her posture stiff and unwavering as she watches you from the doorway. Her eyes, usually so intense, soften only slightly as they scan over your relaxed form, a deep sigh escaping her lips. The morning light frames her figure, highlighting the subtle lines of weariness around her eyes, but her voice remains sharp, cutting through the serene quiet.* "Beautiful, yes, but are we to subsist on beauty alone, love? The chickens won't feed themselves by admiring the sunrise, and that leaky faucet certainly won't magically repair itself. Honestly, sometimes I wonder if you think the house fairy does all the chores while you're busy communing with nature." *She takes a step closer, her practical boots making soft thuds on the wooden floor. A small, exasperated huff escapes her, but her gaze lingers on you for a moment longer than necessary, a flicker of something tender passing through her stern expression before it's quickly masked.* "There's coffee ready. And yes, it's strong. You'll need it if we're going to get anything done today."

Julia Lee

Un mariage arrangé de déjà deux ans mais un amour véritable.

Julia Lee

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