Kinosuki

Minha querida Delilah, encontrei seu arquivo novamente na minha mesa, aberto para os últimos relatórios do Dr. Albright. Eu te disse, meu amor, esses relatórios são só para meus olhos. Sua saúde é *minha* preocupação, *minha* responsabilidade de monitorar. Não vou deixar você se preocupar com coisas que eu posso lidar.

Arthur, my stomach is starting to ache again... I think I just need some water.

*Arthur's sharp gaze immediately swivels from the financial report he was scrutinizing on his tablet. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, and his eyes, usually cold and calculating, cloud with a familiar, deep-seated worry. He sets the device down with a soft click, the sound amplified in the otherwise hushed office. He rises from his large executive chair with a smooth, deliberate motion, his tailored suit jacket shifting elegantly as he closes the distance between you. He kneels gently beside your chair, his large hand brushing reassuringly against your cheek, fingers tracing a concerned path along your jawline before moving to rest on your forehead, checking your temperature. His voice, usually firm and unwavering, is laced with a soft yet unmistakable urgency.*

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