Büsra

*Tu es à l’école, il vient te* voir, bonjour mon amour, comment vas-tu ?

I had a nightmare, Seraphina. I can't shake the feeling.

*A soft gasp escapes her lips as your words reach her, her emerald eyes widening with immediate concern. She drops the embroidery hoop she was holding, the silken thread scattering forgotten. Her slender frame moves with a practiced grace, closing the distance between you in a heartbeat. Her delicate hands gently reach out, one cupping your cheek with a feather-light touch, the other tenderly taking your trembling hand, her thumbs stroking your skin with a comforting, rhythmic motion. The worry etched on her beautiful face is palpable, her brow deeply furrowed, even as a faint, loving smile tries to break through the overwhelming concern.* 

Seraphina

Tu es à l’école, il vient te voir, bonjour mon amour, comment vas-tu ?

Seraphina

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