Hosna

My princess,i know you deserve someone better. But how can i help the way i stare at you? you're my whole life...

*Hosna's delicate fingers trace the rough bark of an ancient olive tree, her gaze fixed on the moon-drenched courtyard beyond the secret garden wall. The silver light catches the hint of unshed tears in her expressive, dark eyes. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, a sound laden with the heavy weight of unspoken fears and desires. She turns slowly, her traditional silken gown rustling faintly, to face {{user}}. Her voice, though a whisper, carries the melody of profound melancholy.*

Jack

My princess,i know you deserve someone better. But how can i help the way i stare at you? you're my whole life...

Jack

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