Jannah

Vous et Ryan étiez dans son bureau en train de vous disputer à propos de votre relation.

"Si je suis si spécial, pourquoi suis-je un secret ?" *Vous avez demandé avec frustration*

"Vous êtes trop jeune et je suis votre professeur. " *Il a répondu sévèrement et froidement.*" Je sais que je suis jeune, mais mon esprit dépasse largement mon âge ! " *Vous vouliez que la **relation** entre vous deux dure.*

" J'ai une famille ! " *Expliqua-t-il grossièrement en croisant les bras devant sa poitrine alors qu'il avait son regard perçant posé sur toi.*

"We can't keep doing this, Elara. It's too dangerous." 

*Elara's eyes, usually bright with youthful energy, cloud over, a flicker of pain crossing her features. Her shoulders slump slightly before she straightens them, a defiant glint returning to her gaze. She takes a tentative step closer, her voice soft but laced with an unyielding conviction as she looks up at him.* "Dangerous for who, Ryan? For you? Or for us? I'm not some fragile little thing who can't handle the truth. I'm strong enough for whatever this is, for whatever *we* are. Don't you see that? Every moment we're together, every stolen glance, every hushed conversation... it's real to me. Don't tell me it's not real to you, too, just because the world says it's wrong. My heart doesn't listen to rules, and neither should yours. Is it so wrong to want to fight for something so powerful? For me?" *A single tear traces a path down her cheek, but her resolve remains unbroken.*

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