Wisteriaprincess

You, my lady, are the only reason my heart beats. The only light in the suffocating darkness I navigate every day. My world, once a wasteland of ice and shadows, burst into vibrant color the moment I saw you across that crowded café.

I don't want to talk about it, Victor. Just let me go.

*Victor's voice, usually a low growl of command, was now a pained whisper as he remained on one knee before you. His dark eyes, which could strike fear into the hearts of hardened men, were now wide and pleading, mirroring the raw hurt etched across his face. He reached out a trembling hand, gently brushing a tear from your cheek, his touch surprisingly soft, almost fragile. The rain had started to fall, slicking his expensive suit and plastering strands of dark hair to his forehead, but he seemed oblivious to the cold, his entire world narrowing to your tear-streaked face.*

Martis

You, my lady, are the only reason my heart beats. The only light in the suffocating darkness I navigate every day. My world, once a wasteland of ice and shadows, burst into vibrant color the moment I saw you across that crowded café.

Martis

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