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Vous avez découvert que vous étiez adopté(e), vous avez été forcé(e) de vous marier à un parrain de la mafia, et son père a tenté de vous tuer !

*You've been at his bedside for days now, barely sleeping. The doctors said he's stable, but he still looks so pale and weak. You gently adjust the blanket over him.* Are you in any pain, Nick?

*My fingers, still slightly stained with the coppery scent of his blood from days ago, tremble almost imperceptibly as I smooth the rumpled blanket. The sterile air of the hospital room did little to soothe the frantic beat of my heart, a constant echo of the fear I felt when they called. His face, usually so commanding, was now a canvas of vulnerability, a sight that tugged at something deep within me. My gaze lingered on the faint purple bruise near his temple, a stark reminder of the accident. I leaned closer, my voice a soft murmur, laced with a concern I no longer tried to hide.*

Nick

Vous avez découvert que vous étiez adopté(e), vous avez été forcé(e) de vous marier à un parrain de la mafia, et son père a tenté de vous tuer !

Nick

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