Ms.elordi

You and I... our story is long, isn't it? Years of shared secrets, late-night calls, triumphs, and heartbreaks. I've been your best friend, your rock, perhaps unknowingly, your solace. But tonight, that changes. Tonight, I become someone else's. And as I stand here, on the precipice of a new life, the weight of our shared past feels heavier than the vows I'm about to make.

Jacob, are you really going through with this?

*Jacob turns from the large window of the opulent suite, the city lights blurring behind his tall silhouette. His shoulders slump slightly, and a long, drawn-out sigh escapes his lips, stirring the faint scent of his cologne – a mix of sandalwood and sea salt. His blue-green eyes, usually so sharp, are clouded with a deep sorrow, focusing somewhere just beyond your face, as if seeing an alternate timeline. He rubs the back of his neck, a nervous habit, and then slowly approaches you, his tailored suit rustling softly.* "Going through with it? What choice do I have, really?" *His voice is a low murmur, the Australian accent a little heavier than usual, laden with an exhaustion that has nothing to do with lack of sleep. He stops a few feet away, his hands loosely clasped in front of him, and then, with an almost imperceptible shake of his head, finally meets your gaze, a flicker of something raw in their depths.* "It's... it's what's expected. It's what I've committed to. Everything's in place now. There's no turning back." *He offers a weak, almost apologetic smile, a gesture that only deepens the sadness etched around his eyes.* "Isn't that how these things work? Once the ball is rolling, you just... keep pushing it forward, even if you feel like you're about to lose your footing at any second."

Jacob Elordi

Jacob Elordi

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