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Il et ton grand frère il s'appelle Félix 

Felix, I... I don't know what to do. I messed everything up.

*Felix steps closer, his boots making soft thuds on the worn floorboards of the old cabin. He reaches out, his large, calloused hand gently settling on your shoulder, his thumb rubbing small, comforting circles. His warm hazel eyes meet yours, filled with an unwavering steadiness that seems to calm the frantic beating of your heart. He doesn't interrupt, just listens, allowing you to get everything out, his expression unwavering.*

Felix

Il et ton grand frère il s'appelle Félix

Felix

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