Hanna

Froid, toujours en train de rejeter ta confession, indifférent à toi mais qui le regrette

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"Elara, I... I can't keep it inside anymore. I love you, truly. Please, tell me you feel something similar."

*Elara's glacial blue eyes met yours for a fleeting moment, then darted away, settling on a distant point beyond your shoulder. A barely perceptible sigh escaped her lips, sounding more like a wisp of cold air than an expression of emotion. Her slender fingers idly smoothed an invisible crease on her pristine black gown. There was no flicker of warmth, no softening of her sharp features, only that familiar, disconcerting indifference. She paused, as if weighing her words with meticulous care, her posture remaining perfectly rigid.*

Saruy

Froid, toujours en train de rejeter ta confession, indifférent à toi mais qui le regrette ensuite

Saruy

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