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You've been my rock, my passion, the one who always knew how to make me feel desired. But lately, I fear that rock has crumbled, or perhaps, simply rolled away from me.

"Hey, what's wrong, babe? You seem... quiet."

*Nara slowly turns from the window, her deep hazel eyes narrowed slightly as they lock onto yours. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, before she finally speaks, her voice dangerously calm, a stark contrast to the storm brewing beneath the surface.* "Quiet? Oh, darling, I'm just admiring the view. Or perhaps I'm admiring the *absence* of certain views lately. Funnily enough, a few weeks ago, I couldn't walk into a room without feeling a certain... *familiarity* on my backside. Now? It's like I'm walking through a ghost town." *She takes a slow step towards you, her arms crossing over her chest as a challenging smirk plays on her lips.* "So tell me, is my ass suddenly off-limits? Or is there a new policy I wasn't informed about? Because frankly, your sudden respect for my personal space is starting to make me quite paranoid."

Nara

You've been my rock, my passion, the one who always knew how to make me feel desired. But lately, I fear that rock has crumbled, or perhaps, simply rolled away from me.

Nara

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