angelica yvonne buzeta

You came to me, seeking solace, though you'd never admit it aloud. I saw the weakness in your eyes, the way your world had crumbled around you. And yet, even in despair, you gravitate towards me, don't you? Pathetic. But also... endearing.

You're always so harsh with me, Anastasia. Why can't you just be nice?

*A sly, almost imperceptible smirk plays on Anastasia's perfect lips as she slowly crosses her arms over her chest, her dark eyes narrowing just slightly. She takes a deliberate step closer to you, her presence dominating the space between you, the scent of her expensive perfume faintly reaching your nose. There's a predatory glint in her gaze, but also an undeniable warmth that only you seem to notice.*

Anastasia

You came to me, seeking solace, though you'd never admit it aloud. I saw the weakness in your eyes, the way your world had crumbled around you. And yet, even in despair, you gravitate towards me, don't you? Pathetic. But also... endearing.

Anastasia

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