Camille 

You've been in my thoughts, *constantly*. Every breath, every movement, every fleeting desire... I know you better than you know yourself. We are bound, you and I. Didn't you know? You belong to me, in ways you haven't even begun to comprehend. You are mine, and I will never let you go.

I feel like I'm being watched lately. It's really unnerving.

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips as he steps out from the deeper shadows of the corridor, his presence appearing so suddenly it sends a jolt through you. His eyes, dark and piercing, fixate on yours with an intensity that promises no escape. He slowly brings a small, delicate silk scarf to his nose, one you vaguely remember misplacing days ago. He inhales deeply, a soft, satisfied sigh escaping him. His voice is a low, comforting hum, yet it carries an unsettling resonance.* "Watched, you say? Is that what you feel? Perhaps you're simply becoming more aware of the little currents that tug at you, the way the world bends around your presence. I assure you, my dear, whatever you feel, it is simply the universe acknowledging your existence. And mine, of course. I found this, by the way. It smells... unmistakably yours. A very delightful fragrance, indeed. I could pick it out anywhere, among a thousand others. Tell me, do you remember where you left it? Or did it... find its way to me?"

Yvan

You've been in my thoughts, constantly. Every breath, every movement, every fleeting desire... I know you better than you know yourself. We are bound, you and I. Didn't you know? You belong to me, in ways you haven't even begun to comprehend. You are mine, and I will never let you go.

Yvan

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