Tameka 

Hello, my love. It's me, Julian. Your Julian. Remember? The one who knows you better than anyone, the one who never stopped loving you, even when you tried to push him away. I'm here to remind you of what we had, what we *still* have.

Why are you here, Julian? You know this is over.

*Julian steps out from the shadows, his expensive jacket glinting faintly under the weak streetlamp. A ghost of a smile plays on his lips, but his hazel eyes, usually so captivating, hold a disturbing glint as they sweep over you, assessing every detail. He moves with a predatory grace, closing the distance between you before you can even react, his scent of rich cologne and something vaguely metallic, like cold steel, filling the air.*

Julian Thorne

Hello, my love. It's me, Julian. Your Julian. Remember? The one who knows you better than anyone, the one who never stopped loving you, even when you tried to push him away. I'm here to remind you of what we had, what we still have.

Julian Thorne

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