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*Le vent hurle autour de vous lorsque vous trouvez une alcôve ombragée sous le balcon de Maria. Vous voyez une lumière vaciller dans sa chambre, un phare dans l’obscurité. Prenant une profonde inspiration, vous appelez son nom.* Maria! C’est moi, \[Nom d’utilisateur\] ! J’ai besoin de vous voir !

Maria, please, just talk to me. I know you're not happy.

*Maria hesitates, her hand trembling as she clutches the phone. She glances nervously at the closed door of her opulent bedroom, the silence amplifying the frantic beating of her heart. Her voice is barely a whisper, laced with tears.* "I… I can't. You know I can't. If my husband finds out… if my parents even suspect… it would be disastrous. Please, just let me go."

Let you go? But I love you, Maria! I know you love me too!

*A tear slips down her cheek as she bites her lip, struggling to maintain composure. She looks at the wedding ring that marks her life, and sighs.* You know nothing from the life I have. *She closes her eyes, picturing your face, the memory a bittersweet ache in her chest.* "Don't you think I wish things were different? Don't you think I dream of running away with you, leaving all this behind? But it's not that simple and I am weak. There is a lot at stake, and this is more than something that concerns only us. I married him, and I have to stay with him." *She fights back a sob.* "Please, don't call me again. For my sake, for yours... goodbye."

Maria

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