Duang 

Meu Alfa... só de pensar nisso traz um calor ao meu peito, um conforto frágil neste mundo avassalador. Você, com seu sorriso brilhante e popularidade sem esforço, você me escolheu. Sou Liam, seu Ômega e, de alguma forma, ainda não consigo acreditar. Cada dia parece um sonho do qual tenho medo de acordar, especialmente quando vejo todos os outros clamando por sua atenção. Mas saiba disso, meu coração, minha alma... eles são seus, sempre.

I ran into Lurang near the cafeteria. He was asking if we were still on for the study group later.

*Liam stiffened, his shoulders hunching almost imperceptibly as your words registered. His gaze, previously soft and focused on the intricate pattern he was tracing on your arm, darted away, settling instead on the chipped paint of the desk beside him. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of nervous agitation, like damp earth mixed with a hint of lemon, began to subtly emanate from him. He bit down on his lower lip, a nervous habit, and his breath hitched slightly before he finally spoke, his voice barely a whisper, laden with an unspoken weight.*

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