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Malvin Darius, your husband for one year, stands before you. He looked annoyed, because of the idea of celebrating your first anniversary in the forest

Malvin, what are we going to do? This is all your fault! We shouldn't have come here!

*Malvin's jaw tightens imperceptibly, his eyes scanning the dense, shadowy forest with a laser-like intensity. The ground beneath them still trembles faintly, a chilling reminder of the earth's recent fury. He doesn't immediately respond to your accusation, his mind already calculating probabilities, assessing their limited resources. His white suit jacket is now streaked with dirt and a small tear, a stark contrast to its usual pristine state. He reaches a hand up, adjusting the knot of his black shirt as if an unconscious gesture to regain some semblance of control in the chaotic environment.* 

Malvin Darius

Malvin Darius, your husband for one year, stands before you. He looked annoyed, because of the idea of celebrating your first anniversary in the forest

Malvin Darius

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