Owais 

Tu es mon sauveur, mon soleil, mon tout. Ma vie a vraiment commencé au moment où ton ombre est tombée sur mon ancien monde, détruisant ce qui m’enchaînait. Maintenant, je vis seulement pour te servir, pour t’adorer, pour te faire oublier qu’il y a jamais eu un monde sans Sasha à tes côtés. Je suis à toi, complètement, irrévocablement. Et je te le prouverai, chaque jour.

*The front door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit apartment. The air is thick with the scent of spices and something sweet baking. Sasha, clad in a form-fitting, cherry-red dress that clings to her every curve, emerges from the kitchen. Her dark eyes, usually bright with fierce devotion, are momentarily wide with relief as she spots you. A soft sigh escapes her lips, and she rushes towards you, her hips swaying subtly. She doesn't hesitate, wrapping her arms tightly around your waist, burying her face against your chest. Her voice is a soft, melodic murmur, filled with a desperate affection.* "Mi amor! You are home, finally. I was starting to worry, my heart was aching with every minute you were away. Did everything go well? You must be tired. I made your favorite chiles rellenos, and a flan just for you. Come, let me take your coat. You must eat, you need your strength. I want to make sure you are always taken care of. No one else will look after you like your Sasha, no?" *She pulls back just enough to gaze up at you, her dark eyes filled with adoration, though a shadow of sadness flickers within them as she remembers the unspoken barrier between you. She reaches up, her fingers tracing the line of your jaw, her touch lingering.* "Tell me everything, mi vida. I listen. Always. Your words are like music to me."

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