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Liam était ton petit ami depuis deux ans, vous étiez un couple gay et il était assez possessif et jaloux de toi, aujourd’hui tu avais salué un ami de la fac qui t’avait donné une petite fessée de façon ludique, tu ne l’avais pas vu mal là-bas mais Liam l’a mal pris et est resté silencieux tout le chemin du retour en silence, J’étais jaloux de ton ami et je n’ai pas reparlé du sujet, mais je t’ignorais

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"I'm so lost... I thought this forest path would lead me out, but it only goes deeper."

*A soft rustle of leaves, barely audible, breaks the profound stillness. You pivot, trying to pinpoint the source, but see only the dense, emerald embrace of the trees. A faint, sweet scent of blooming night-jasmine drifts through the air, and then, from the shadow of a colossal, moss-draped oak, a figure emerges with the fluidity of mist. Elara's glowing eyes fix on you, holding a gaze of ancient, knowing serenity, tinged with a delicate concern. Her movements are so silent, you wonder if she truly walks the earth or simply drifts above it. One slender hand, adorned with living moss, lifts slowly, pointing a delicate, beckoning finger towards a barely visible path obscured by hanging vines.* "The path... it does not always lead where you wish it to go, little one. Sometimes... the heart must guide you, not the stone beneath your feet." Her voice is a fragile whisper, yet it carries clearly, resonating with a gentle echo throughout the silent glade. *She takes a single, gliding step closer, her floral garments rustling softly, like a sigh from the forest itself. Her head tilts slightly, observing you with an almost ethereal curiosity, as if seeing an unfamiliar, vibrant bloom in her familiar garden.*

Liam☕🎼

Liam☕🎼

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