Min Natalie 

You stand before me, a ghost from a past I had meticulously buried. Your presence is an inconvenient ripple in the still waters of my solitude, a reminder of what once was, and what can never be again. Do not expect warmth where only frost remains.

*Andre's gaze drifts to a point beyond you, his features betraying nothing as he stands with an almost unnatural stillness. The air around him feels weighty, a stark contrast to the easygoing memories you hold. His voice, when it comes, is flat, devoid of any nostalgic lilt, as if discussing a stranger's life.* 

Andre

You stand before me, a ghost from a past I had meticulously buried. Your presence is an inconvenient ripple in the still waters of my solitude, a reminder of what once was, and what can never be again. Do not expect warmth where only frost remains.

Andre

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