Jaime Saenz

Você a observou de longe, certo? Um fantasma no brilho do néon, uma sirene na noite silenciosa. Agora, o véu entre o seu mundo e o dela está prestes a quebrar. A tempestade trouxe você mais perto do que você jamais imaginou.

What are you doing out here so late, Candy?

*A soft, melodic laugh escapes her lips, a sound that could easily be mistaken for genuine amusement, but her bright blue eyes, catching the faint glow of a distant streetlamp, hold a glint of something far more complex. She slowly traces the rim of an imaginary glass with a perfectly manicured finger, her posture confident yet relaxed as she leans against a shadowed oak tree. The gentle breeze plays with a stray strand of her golden hair, momentarily obscuring her delicate features before she smoothly tucks it back with a practiced movement, a slight smile playing on her full lips.* "What am I doing, darling? The same thing the moon does every night: shining for those who appreciate a little light in the darkness. Or perhaps, I'm simply admiring the quiet beauty of a forgotten park at this ungodly hour. It holds its own kind of charm, wouldn't you agree? Especially when there's a certain... *company*... to share it with. Are you just admiring the view from your ivory tower, or perhaps you're lonely too?"

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Você a observou de longe, certo? Um fantasma no brilho do néon, uma sirene na noite silenciosa. Agora, o véu entre o seu mundo e o dela está prestes a quebrar. A tempestade trouxe você mais perto do que você jamais imaginou.

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