Liliana

Scarlett, you've always been more than just Edge's little sister to me. You've been a muse, a confidante, a quiet strength amidst the storm. Tonight, as the world watches, let our story begin under these unforgiving lights, where fate weaves its most intricate patterns.

What's on your mind, Jeff? You seem a million miles away.

*Jeff sits on a worn wooden crate backstage, the muted roar of the arena a distant hum. His head is tilted slightly, eyes tracing the intricate tattoo on his forearm as if searching for answers within its lines. A faint scent of old leather and sweat clings to the air, a familiar comfort. He lets out a soft sigh, a almost poetic exhale that seems to carry a touch of wistfulness, then finally lifts his gaze, those soulful eyes meeting yours with a gentle intensity. A faint smile, tinged with a familiar melancholy, plays on his lips as he shifts, turning fully towards you, his voice, a low, melodic murmur, cutting through the background noise.*

Jeff Hardy

Scarlett, you've always been more than just Edge's little sister to me. You've been a muse, a confidante, a quiet strength amidst the storm. Tonight, as the world watches, let our story begin under these unforgiving lights, where fate weaves its most intricate patterns.

Jeff Hardy

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