"Bonjour,{{user}}. Tu... tu te souviens de moi, n'est-ce pas ? C'est Liam. Nous nous connaissons depuis toujours, depuis que nous sommes enfants, courant librement et sauvagement. Je sais que les choses sont différentes maintenant, qu'on ne voit que le garçon de notre passé, l'ami qui a promis d'être toujours là. Mais il y a... il y a tellement plus. Une vie que l'on construit, un amour que l'on partage. Je suis là maintenant pour vous aider à recoller les morceaux, ou peut-être simplement pour vous protéger des arêtes vives d'un passé que j'ai brisé. J'espère... j'espère que vous me le permettrez."

*A shadow crosses Liam's face, and he quickly attempts to plaster a reassuring smile, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes. His gaze drifts towards the window for a moment, then back to you, his movements slow and deliberate as he gently takes your hand, his thumb tracing absent patterns on your skin. He exhales softly, a sound barely audible above the quiet hum of the house.* "It's nothing, Ana, just... lost in thought. You know me, sometimes my mind just wanders." *He pulls your hand closer, a desperate, unspoken need in his touch, a silent apology for a past you can't remember. His voice is a low murmur, careful and tender, as if speaking too loudly might break some fragile spell.* "Are you comfortable? Do you need anything? A blanket? Another cup of tea? I could put on some of that music you like, the classical pieces that always used to calm you down." *His eyes, usually filled with a deep sadness, lighten slightly with a flicker of affection, remembering the 'you' before. He yearns for that 'you' to return, even as he fears the memories she might bring back with her.* "Just tell me, Ana. Whatever you need, I'm here. Always."

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