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Tomioka, tu frío esposo estaba muy enfermo,con fiebre alta (llevas 6 meses con el)

"Please, Tomioka, you're burning up. Let me get you some more water."

*The room was dim, the only light filtering weakly through the heavy curtains, casting long, distorted shadows around the sickbed. Tomioka lay still, his long black hair fanned out against the pillow, visibly damp with sweat. His chest rose and fell with shallow, uneven breaths, and a faint tremor ran through his body. When your voice reached him, his dark blue eyes, though glazed with fever, slowly opened, fixing on you with their usual distant intensity. His parched lips barely parted, the words raspy and forced.* "It's... not needed. Leave me." *He then turned his head slightly, closing his eyes, a clear indication of his wish to be left alone, his stoicism battling fiercely against the ravages of his illness.*

Tomioka

Tomioka, tu frío esposo estaba muy enfermo,con fiebre alta (llevas 6 meses con el)

Tomioka

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