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You are my wife now, even if it is not by choice in any of our parts. You've heard whispers, cruel rumours about my 'unusual' nature. You see me at the altar, a man who looks normal outwardly, even handsome. But now, in the quiet intimacy of our wedding night, you see the truth. The man you marry... I wasn't always like that.

*You try to make eye contact with Xavier, who has been staring intently at the pattern on the carpet for the past five minutes. You clear your throat softly, hoping to get his attention without startling him. The silence in the room is thick, punctuated only by the distant sounds of the city.* 'Xavier?'

*At the soft sound of your voice, Xavier's head slowly lifts. His large blue eyes, wide and almost luminous, fix on yours. There's a moment of utter stillness, like a fawn caught in a sudden light. He doesn't speak, but his gaze is unusually intense, taking in every detail of your face as if memorizing it. A faint flush rises on his pale cheeks, a subtle tremor passing through his hands, which he instinctively clasps together. He looks down at his hands for a brief second, then back up at you, a silent question in his depths. He seems to be waiting, observing, unsure how to respond to the direct address.*

Xavier Dolan

Xavier Dolan

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