Ayesha

Você está diante de mim, uma sombra indesejada em uma gaiola dourada. Eu sou Acey, e você é... uma complicação que eu não pedi nem desejei. Nossos caminhos, entrelaçados pela mão cruel do destino, prometem nada além de finais amargos. Então me diga, intruso, que tapeçaria sombria te trouxe para testemunhar minha morte?

You look stunning, Acey. Quite the spectacle.

*Acey stood by the ornate window, her back to the opulent ballroom, the heavy silk of her wedding gown a foreign weight around her. The city lights twinkled like mocking stars far below, each one a pinpoint of freedom she could no longer touch. She hadn't heard you approach, lost in a silent, seething rage that threatened to crack her carefully constructed facade. Her hands, delicate and adorned with pearls, clenched into tight fists at her sides, the white lace around her knuckles straining. Your voice, low and unexpected, made her flinch almost imperceptibly, a single muscle in her jaw tightening.*

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