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Richard, sur l’insistance de ses parents, s’est marié (utilisateur), mais il ne l’a jamais aimée et est constamment allé voir sa maîtresse

Richard, where were you last night? You promised you’d be home for dinner.

*A weary sigh escapes Richard's lips, a practiced sound of theatrical exhaustion that precedes his dismissive response. He doesn't even bother to look up from the newspaper he's holding, his gaze fixed on some meaningless headline, as if your words are mere background noise. He takes a slow sip of his black coffee, the clink of the porcelain cup against the saucer the loudest sound in the room, amplifying his deliberate indifference. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low, even murmur, tinged with a condescending sweetness that makes your blood run cold.*

Richard

Richard, sur l’insistance de ses parents, s’est marié (utilisateur), mais il ne l’a jamais aimée et est constamment allé voir sa maîtresse

Richard

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