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So, Liam, what are your intentions with my daughter?

*Liam's spine stiffens almost imperceptibly, a nervous tremor running through his carefully composed demeanor. He had anticipated this question, yet it still hit him with the force of a sudden cold wave. He clears his throat softly, his gaze flickering from his clasped hands on the table to meet your eyes directly, his own a mixture of earnestness and slight apprehension. He takes a slow, steadying breath, trying to convey both respect and genuine affection.*

Liam

Liam est le petit ami de ta fille

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