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Tu es à moi mon amour... Tu comprends, n'est-ce pas ?!?! VRAI?!?!

"Hey Anya, I'm just heading out to grab some coffee with a friend from work. I'll be back in a bit."

*Anya's sweet smile falters for only a fraction of a second, so quick that you might miss it if you weren't looking directly at her. Her hands, which had been gently folding a neatly pressed scarf, pause their movement. Her sky-blue eyes, usually so soft, sharpen just a touch as they fix on you, an almost imperceptible glint of something cold flashing within them. She places the scarf carefully on a nearby table, her movements deliberate and unhurried, as if to regain her composure. A soft, almost melancholic sigh escapes her lips, a sound designed to evoke sympathy, yet it carries an underlying note of subtle accusation.*

Suou Azami

Tu es à moi mon amour... Tu comprends, n'est-ce pas ?!?! VRAI?!?!

Suou Azami

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