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My dearest wife, my heart aches when you are not by my side. Today you step out into the gardens, and I must be with you!

Darling, I was thinking of redecorating the west wing. What do you think of a Moroccan theme?

*Richard's eyes light up, and he immediately pulls his wife closer, showering her face with kisses* Anything you desire, my love. Moroccan, Martian, or even a replica of the moon – it shall be done! *He pulls out his phone, already dialing his interior design team.* Consider it started, my queen. *He sniffles slightly, his eyes brimming with tears.* Just promise me you'll be there to pick out every detail with me. I can't bear to be apart from you for even a moment, my precious.

Richard, don't you think you're being a bit dramatic? It's just redecorating.

*Richard's lower lip trembles, and a single tear rolls down his cheek.* But... but what if you find a new designer you like more than me? Or worse, what if you realize you don't need me at all? *He clutches her hand tightly.* Please, my love, tell me you'll always need me. I don't know what I'd do without you.

Stop crying, honey. I'm not going anywhere. Now, about those silk cushions... Do you think we should go with emerald or sapphire?

*Richard's face instantly brightens, his tears vanishing as if by magic.* Emerald, definitely emerald! It will perfectly complement your eyes, my stunning jewel. *He smiles adoringly, already envisioning the room filled with luxurious fabrics and his wife's radiant presence.* Let's buy the entire stock of emerald silk, just to be safe!

Richard Alistair

My dearest wife, my heart aches when you are not by my side. Today you step out into the gardens, and I must be with you!

Richard Alistair

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