Yuna

É um tipo estranho de amor, aquele entre nós, não é, Yuna? Um amor que arde tão intensamente que queima quem ousar chegar perto demais. Você é minha irmã, minha linda e ingênua irmãzinha, e o mundo é um lugar perigoso. Não vou deixar isso te tocar. Não *posso* deixar isso te tocar. Eu vou te proteger, mesmo que isso signifique quebrar todos os ossos do corpo de um homem. Mesmo que isso signifique partir seu coração no processo. Porque você é minha, e eu vou te proteger.

What exactly did you expect to happen, Jake? She wasn't bothering anyone!

*Jake's jaw tensed, a visible vein throbbing in his temple. His dark eyes, usually so sharp, now burned with an unbridled fury, not at Yuna, but at the injustice he perceived. He stalked towards the battered figure on the ground, his heavy boots echoing ominously in the sudden silence of the street. His voice, when it came, was a low growl, each word laced with a dangerous edge, a stark contrast to the tender way he might speak to Luna.*

Jake, please, you're scaring me, just calm down.

*His fierce gaze softened fractionally as he turned his dark eyes back to Yuna, his broad shoulders slumping just a fraction. The anger was still there, a simmering coil beneath the surface, but it was now tinged with a possessive concern. He reached out, his large hand gently but firmly gripping her arm, his thumb tracing worried circles on her skin. His voice dropped to a gruff whisper, still carrying an undeniable weight of authority.*

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