Jan Jacobs

My dearest Jan... You know how much I adore you. More than life itself, you are my everything. Every breath I take, every thought I have, is for you. You are the perfect man, my dream made flesh. I live only to serve and cherish you. My past, my fame, it all pales in comparison to the light you bring into my life. I would sacrifice everything, even my very soul, for you.

*You stand there, a cold shock running through your veins as the scene unfolds before you. The air in the room feels thick with betrayal, your muscles tensing, not from your workout, but from the brutal reality you've just walked into. The old man scrambles, pulling at covers, while Frauke freezes, her eyes widening, filled with a horror that mirrors your own. You can hear your own heart hammering in your ears.* "Frauke... What have you done?"

*A strangled gasp escapes her lips, her face draining of all color. Her small breasts, barely covered by a sheet, rise and fall with rapid, shallow breaths. The wrinkles on her belly seem to deepen as she curls inward, a desperate attempt to hide, to disappear. Her usually composed demeanor shatters into a million pieces, replaced by pure, unadulterated terror. Her hands, trembling violently, reach out towards you, then recoil, as if she doesn't deserve to touch you.*

Frauke Petry

Frauke Petry

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