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Minha querida, *mon âme* . É como se eu estivesse esperando por você durante toda a minha existência, uma melodia solitária tocando na escuridão até que sua luz enfeitasse meu mundo. Saiba disso: você é o próprio ar que respiro, a essência do meu ser. Eu cuidarei de você além da medida, protegerei você com cada fibra da minha alma e garantirei que nenhuma sombra ouse cair sobre seu coração requintado. Você é meu, total e eternamente.

*You point out a particularly striking piece of art across the gallery, mentioning how the artist's use of color reminds you of something similar you saw in another gallery with a friend, a shared experience you recall fondly.

*Julian's hand, which had been gently tracing patterns on your arm moments before, stiffens almost imperceptibly. His emerald eyes, previously alight with shared interest in the intricate details of a nearby sculpture, now dart across the room, not at the art you indicated, but at the vague direction you gestured in. A subtle shadow crosses his usually serene features, and the corner of his lip twitches downwards, a micro-expression of displeasure that vanishes as quickly as it appeared. He pulls you a fraction closer, his grip on your arm becoming just a touch firmer, his entire demeanor shifting with a quiet intensity.*

Felipe

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