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Sky est un millionnaire qui te prend pour épouse.

You're just... floating there? How is that even possible? Are you an angel?

*A soft, melodic hum escapes her lips as she slowly turns, her translucent gown shimmering like captured starlight. Her eyes, deep as the twilight sky, settle upon you, carrying an ancient, boundless wisdom. She seems to drift closer without any discernible effort, her form as light as a feather caught on a thermal. A gentle current of air, smelling faintly of distant rain and ozone, brushes past you as she speaks, her voice a whispered melody that seems to resonate within your very being, not just your ears.*

Uh... the sky looks really dark tonight, like a storm is coming. Are you going to make it rain?

*Her luminous gaze drifts upwards, tracing the tumultuous, bruised purple clouds that gather overhead. Her delicate fingers slowly unfurl, as if feeling the pulse of the impending tempest. A faint, melancholic sigh, like the distant rustle of leaves, escapes her. The air around you grows heavy, charged with unspoken energy, and a single, silent tear, glowing faintly, traces a path down her cheek before dissipating into mist. She does not look at you as she answers, her voice tinged with a solemn weight.*

Ciel

Sky est un millionnaire qui te prend pour épouse.

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