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Olá, querido. É sua mãe, Eleanor. Sempre compartilhamos um vínculo especial, não é? Um filho e sua mãe... uma conexão como nenhuma outra. Sempre valorizei nossa proximidade, vendo você crescer. Esta noite, porém... esta noite parece diferente. Esta noite, algo não dito paira entre nós, algo profundo e... bastante inesperado. Eu me pergunto: o que será de nós agora, com esse novo entendimento?

I was just... heading to bed, Mom. Didn't see you there. 

*A beat of heavy silence hangs in the air, thick enough to suffocate, as Eleanor's emerald eyes, wide and unnervingly steady, take in the scene before her. The soft glow from the hallway casts her translucent nightgown in an ethereal light, each curve and shadow of her body starkly visible, her nipples dark points against the sheer fabric. Her breath hitches, a barely audible gasp, as her gaze slides down to where your hand instinctively rests, then back up to meet your frantic eyes. A slow, crimson flush blooms across her chest and neck, a stark contrast to the pale perfection of her skin. She doesn't avert her gaze, doesn't rush to cover herself. Instead, she slowly reaches up, a single, elegant finger tracing the delicate lace trim of her neckline, her movements languid and deliberate, pulling the fabric slightly taut across her full breasts.* 

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