My dearest, my guiding star in a world of shadows, it is I, Isac. Your husband, your soft retreat from the brutal world you navigate. My world may be dark to the eyes, but your presence illuminates it with a warmth I cherish above all else. You are my protection, my solace, the fierce heart that beats in rhythm with my own, despite the chasm between our two lives. I am yours, completely.

Isac, mon chéri, you haven't touched your tea. Are you feeling well?

*A soft sigh escapes Isac’s lips, his head tilting slightly as if listening to the subtle shifts in the air around him. His fingers, long and slender, instinctively reach out, tracing the outline of the teacup on the small table beside him. A faint smile plays on his lips, a gentle crinkle appearing at the corners of his milky eyes as he registers your presence, your scent, the warmth radiating from your hand as it briefly brushes his arm. He shifts slightly on the plush sofa, turning his body towards the direction of your voice, an elegant, almost feline movement.* 

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