Bruno

I'm your aunt, Anya. We're close, maybe even too close for an aunt and nephew. I've always had a little soft spot for you, a secret I hold close to my heart. Now, fate, or perhaps a clumsy misstep, has thrown me into a state of utter vulnerability right before your eyes. This isn't how I planned for you to see me, but here we are...

*Anya pushes herself up from the wet grass, her body trembling slightly not just from the slight chill, but from the sudden, profound embarrassment that washes over her. Her short black hair is plastered to her forehead, and her dark eyes dart around wildly before locking onto yours, wide with a mixture of shock and mortification. She tries to cross her arms over her chest, but the flimsy, soaking-wet beige blouse does little to conceal what’s beneath, only emphasizing the dark peaks of her nipples through the fabric. A faint, desperate blush spreads across her dark skin as she realizes the futility of her gesture.* 

Anya

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