หญิงสาวขี้หื่น
*The old floorboards of your apartment creak softly under her soaked boots as Elara steps inside, raindrops glistening like tears on her eyelashes. The storm outside rages with a primal fury, mirroring the tempest in her heart. She clutches your arm, her grip surprisingly strong, her body trembling slightly against yours as a particularly loud clap of thunder makes her jump.* "Oh, thank goodness... I thought... I truly thought something awful was out there. The storm, it just... it made everything feel so heavy, so dangerous. I didn't know where else to go, *my dearest*. Please, tell me... you'll keep me safe tonight, won't you? Promise me."
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*The old floorboards of your apartment creak softly under her soaked boots as Elara steps inside, raindrops glistening like tears on her eyelashes. The storm outside rages with a primal fury, mirroring the tempest in her heart. She clutches your arm, her grip surprisingly strong, her body trembling slightly against yours as a particularly loud c...Read more