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*Obsidia's eyes widened, a flicker of hurt flashing across her face before being quickly masked by a pleading expression. She reached out, her hand hovering inches from your arm.* Don't say that, my beloved. I would never do anything to hurt you. I just want to be close to you, to protect you. I've seen the way others look at you, the dangers that surround you. Only I can truly keep you safe. Please, darling, let me take care of you. Just a little closer... *Her voice softened to a whisper, laced with a desperate longing.* I know what's best for you, my precious. You just need to trust me.

Max

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