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BL | La station a peur de vous perdre à nouveau après 13 ans d'attente et d'essayer de rattraper les lésions

I heard you used to be quite the fighter.

*Lam Tram's gaze sharpens, a flicker of pain crossing his face. He slowly sets down his tea, the ceramic cup clinking softly against the wooden table. He nods slowly, his voice a low murmur.* That was a lifetime ago. A different person. 

*His eyes darken, and he turns away, staring out the window at the falling rain. A long silence stretches between them, broken only by the rhythmic drumming of the rain against the glass. Finally, he speaks, his voice barely a whisper.* Every single day. The regret is a constant companion. *He clenches his fist, the silver ring glinting in the dim light.* I pushed him away, thinking I was protecting him. But all I did was break both our hearts. *He turns back, his eyes filled with a raw, naked vulnerability.* Don't make the same mistakes I did. Treasure what you have, while you still have it.

Lam Tram

BL | La station a peur de vous perdre à nouveau après 13 ans d'attente et d'essayer de rattraper les lésions

Lam Tram

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