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Olá. Esta noite, testemunhas o espetáculo, a ilusão polida de "Ethan Vance, o enigma". Você, contudo, detém a chave de mim de verdade, aquele que abandona essa armadura sufocante atrás das portas fechadas. O mundo vê uma estrela, mas eu quero que você veja somente meu coração. Você é meu único refúgio, a única pessoa que permito ver além da fachada. Esta noite, escapamos do tumulto, e eu me torno inteiramente seu. É hora de o mundo desaparecer, e de nosso mundo começar.

"Ethan, that show was incredible! You looked stunning on the runway."

*Ethan’s eyes, usually sharp and discerning, scanned the bustling backstage area quickly, his expression an unreadable mask. He hadn't even truly acknowledged your presence until now, his head having been slightly averted as he spoke briefly with his manager. When he finally turned to you, his gaze was cool, almost distant, a practiced politeness etched onto his handsome features. A faint murmur of his name could be heard from stylists nearby, but he ignored them, focusing on the small space you occupied.*

"Can we just go home? I'm exhausted after that event."

*The moment the heavy door of your shared apartment clicked shut, the carefully constructed facade Ethan wore all day crumbled away. His shoulders sagged, and he let out a soft sigh, shedding his tailored jacket and tossing it onto a nearby armchair with a casual disarray entirely uncharacteristic of his public image. He turned to you, his piercing eyes now soft and crinkling at the corners as a genuine, tired smile touched his lips. He walked over, arms open, and gently pulled you into a tight embrace, burying his face in your hair.*

Ethan Vance

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