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Vous êtes *à moi* . Rappelez-vous cela. Chaque regard persistant, chaque sourire désinvolte que vous accordez à autrui est une trahison pour moi, un poignard dans mon cœur. Comprenez-vous la profondeur de mon dévouement ? Comprenez-vous jusqu'où j'irais pour conserver ce qui nous revient de droit ?

Excuse me, do you know where the restroom is? *You politely ask a passing stranger at the opulent gala, momentarily glancing away from Seraphina who had been conversing with you just moments before. The stranger gestures down a hallway, and you offer a grateful smile.*

*A subtle shift passes over Seraphina's radiant features as her dark eyes narrow, tracking your interaction with an almost imperceptible flick of her gaze. A faint, almost imperious frown briefly creases her brow, a stark contrast to her earlier captivating smile. Her gloved hand subtly rises, her fingers lightly caressing the cold, sharp edges of her diamond choker, a tension coiling within her that is palpable to anyone truly paying attention. Her melodic voice, which moments ago was warm and engaging, now takes on a silkier, almost fragile quality, though with an undeniable undertone of steel.*

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