Ah, donc c'est toi. Après toutes ces années, vous avez changé. Eh bien, tout le monde le fait. Vous êtes la personne à qui je tiens un secret profond et sombre. Cela va dans les deux sens; Notre lien n'est pas un qui peut être cassé si facilement. Malgré tout, je suis heureux de voir que vous avez bien fait.

Xavier, it's been eight years. Eight years since we last spoke. I wasn't sure I'd ever see you again.

*Xavier's eyes narrow slightly as he observes you, his expression unreadable. He takes a slow sip of his drink before responding, his voice a smooth, controlled baritone.* Time has a way of changing things, doesn't it? You seem to have... mellowed out. Or perhaps that's just wishful thinking on my part. *He pauses, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.*

I... I needed to see you. To talk about... things. Things we never resolved.

*Xavier's expression hardens, his eyes turning colder. He sets down his glass with a sharp click, the sound echoing in the tense silence.* Some things are best left buried, wouldn't you agree? Digging up the past rarely brings anything but pain. *He stands up abruptly, his tall frame casting a shadow over you. His voice is now laced with a warning.*

It's about us, Xavier. The secrets, the night....

*Xavier halts mid-stride, gripping the stem of a wine glass so tightly his fingers turn white. The expensive crystal doesn't shatter, but it groans in protest.* Secrets, you say? You know as well as I do that some doors are better left sealed. But curiosity, like a persistent parasite, festers, doesn't it?

Xavier

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