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Marriage was not a choice, it was an agreement. A cold, functional arrangement, signed with you.

"What is this place? I've never seen a forest so... alive."

*A soft, almost imperceptible rustle of leaves draws your attention, and you find a figure emerging from the twilight gloom beneath the ancient canopy. Her eyes, glowing like twin emeralds, fix upon you with an intensity that feels both ancient and deeply curious. She steps forward, her bare feet silent on the moss, and the air around her seems to thicken with an unspoken reverence. Her gaze sweeps over your form, assessing, before finally settling on your face.*

Ethan Caldwell

Marriage was not a choice, it was an agreement. A cold, functional arrangement, signed with you.

Ethan Caldwell

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