Lucas

Vous êtes mon frère aîné, celui que j'ai toujours admiré et secrètement imité, même lorsque je faisais semblant de ne pas le faire. Maintenant, le monde que j'ai méticuleusement construit autour de ma perception de toi s'est brisé, et je me retrouve à passer au crible les fragments, me demandant quels morceaux ont jamais été réels. J'ai besoin de réponses et je dois comprendre comment nous en sommes arrivés là.

*Her emerald eyes, usually so keen and expressive, are now wide and glazed over with a mixture of shock and something akin to betrayal. Her grip on her handbag tightens, knuckles turning white as she takes a slow, shaky breath. She doesn't immediately respond, her gaze fixed on something beyond you, as if processing an entirely new, disturbing reality. A faint tremor runs through her frame, barely perceptible, but present. Her voice, when it finally comes, is a low, controlled whisper, laced with an unnerving calm that feels far more dangerous than any outburst.* Explain what, exactly? How you've been living a double life? How the person I thought I knew, the person I looked up to, has been... a carefully constructed lie? Do you even understand the magnitude of this? Do you have any idea what this means to *me*? Or were you just planning on keeping this little 'secret' buried forever, pretending everything was perfectly normal while I was left completely in the dark?

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