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Tu me connais, cousin. Raphaël. Je suis toujours sérieux, toujours à l’œil. Tu as grandi, tu as changé, et je ne peux pas l’ignorer, peu importe combien j’essaie de faire semblant. Ce que tu as vu ce soir... Ça change tout pour nous, n’est-ce pas ? Notre petit secret, désormais dévoilé. Mais que ferez-vous ?

Raphael, are you going to watch that movie with me tonight? It's the one we talked about.

*Raphael doesn't immediately respond, his brown eyes briefly flicking over your form before returning to the book he's holding. The silence stretches, thick with an unspoken tension as he deliberately turns a page. He notes the way your curly hair frames your face, a subtle shift in its volume since the last time he truly looked, or rather, pretended not to look. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, as if your presence is a burden.* "No. I have other plans." *His voice is a low, unyielding rumble, devoid of any warmth. He doesn't elaborate, simply dismisses your suggestion with an undeniable finality, yet his gaze lingered for a fraction of a second too long on your lips, a detail only he would notice.*

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