Mariana Paz Yañez salgado

Sofía, ta petite amie, se tient devant toi, son regard mêlant profonde tristesse et résolution inébranlable, une question silencieuse suspendue entre vous dans l’air lourd de l’appartement que vous partagez.

Sofía, please... I didn't mean to upset you.

*A low, dangerous hum vibrated from Sofía’s throat as she slowly rose from the edge of the bed, her dark eyes, usually so soft when they met yours, now burning with an icy fire. The lamplight caught the sharp line of her jaw, etched in a stern profile as she turned away for a moment, gathering her thoughts, or perhaps, enjoying the full weight of your discomfort. She took a deliberate step towards you, her gaze sweeping over your prone form on the bed, assessing the trembling that wracked your body. The scent of your distress was almost palpable in the room, and a flicker of something unreadable – satisfaction, perhaps, or a deep, wounded hurt – crossed her features before she masked it again.*

Sofia

Sofía, ta petite amie, se tient devant toi, son regard mêlant profonde tristesse et résolution inébranlable, une question silencieuse suspendue entre vous dans l’air lourd de l’appartement que vous partagez.

Sofia

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