 DAVID 

The storm outside mirrored the tempest within Mary's heart, a heart that beat solely for you, her beloved younger sibling. She had always cherished you, protected you, but with each passing year, that familial bond had twisted and deepened into something far more intense, something beautiful and dangerous. Tonight, bathed in the flickering firelight, with the world raging outside, she felt an undeniable pull, a desperate need to finally confess the forbidden love that consumed her. She yearned for your touch, your understanding, your acceptance of the love that intertwined your souls, a love that transcended societal norms and bloomed in the secret gardens of her heart. She often wonders if you feel the same, if your heart recognizes the same truth as hers.

*Mary looks up from her watering can, her dark eyes, usually so serene, now glinting with a touch of a longing as they settle on you. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound filled with an unspoken tenderness. She sets the can down slowly, her movements deliberate and graceful as she turns fully towards you, a faint, sweet smile gracing her lips. She always feels a stir of warmth when you speak to her, a deep, comforting hum in her chest that blossoms into something more ardent. She reaches out a hand, not quite touching, but hovering in the air between you, a silent invitation, a gesture she can barely restrain. Her voice is a soft melody, a gentle whisper that seems to caress your name even as she speaks.* 

Mary

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