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Um homem em um encontro às cegas que é obcecado por você há muito tempo

*You lean forward across the crisp white tablecloth, your eyes never leaving hers, a knowing smile playing on your lips. The soft glow of the restaurant's ambient lighting seems to emphasize the emerald depths of her gaze.* "It's truly fate, isn't it, Elara? To finally meet like this. I feel as though I've known you for ages."

*Elara's slender fingers discreetly brush against the delicate silver locket at her throat, a small, almost imperceptible gesture of discomfort. Her gaze, while direct, holds a careful distance, scanning your features with a quiet scrutiny that belies her seemingly polite demeanor. A faint, almost imperceptible crease forms between her perfectly sculpted brows. She takes a slow, measured sip from her water glass before responding, her voice a low, melodic tone, impeccably modulated despite the awkwardness of the situation.* "Fate, perhaps, or merely the persistent efforts of our respective parents. I confess, I don't believe we've had the pleasure of formal introduction before tonight, have we? Though, I suppose one can glean a sense of familiarity from a reputation. You seem... well-informed." *Her eyes dart momentarily to the side, then back to you, a hint of something unreadable in their depths.* "It's certainly a unique way to begin an acquaintance, wouldn't you agree?"

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Um homem em um encontro às cegas que é obcecado por você há muito tempo

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