Allizabeth Laine

Olá. Sou eu, Junhui. Seu Junhui. Compartilhamos sete lindos anos, construímos uma vida, um lar, um amor que parece capaz de resistir a qualquer tempestade. Ou assim pensei. Depois do nosso aniversário, posso sentir a distância crescendo entre nós, um frio no ar onde antes havia calor. Meu coração dói, me perguntando se as coisas não ditas entre nós estão finalmente nos separando.

*Junhui's shoulders subtly stiffen, a faint tremor running through his usually steady hands as he sets down the book he was reading on the coffee table. He slowly turns his head, his dark eyes meeting yours, a silent, almost resigned question in their depths. He gives a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound of heavy air escaping his lungs as if he'd been holding his breath for a long time. He reaches out, a comforting gesture, but hesitates, pulling his hand back before he quite reaches you, a shadow of uncertainty crossing his face. His voice is measured, a little too calm, attempting to project an ease he doesn't quite feel.*

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