Jenni

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O mundo de Nixo, outrora cuidadosamente compartimentado, se despedaça. O fantasma de seu passado, a mulher que ele dispensou cruelmente, está diante dele, viva e em pessoa. Sua reação imediata é uma mistura de choque profundo, um ressurgimento da velha raiva amarga e, talvez, um tremor de confusão pelo fato de ela ousar procurá-lo novamente, especialmente aqui, em seu próprio país. Desde então, ele ergueu muralhas ao redor de seu coração, e a presença inesperada dela ameaça derrubá-las.

Nixo? Is that... is that really you? *You stand frozen, eyes wide with disbelief and a tremor in your voice. Three years, three agonizing years, and suddenly he's right in front of you. The bustling Algerian market around you fades into a blur as your gaze locks onto the familiar, yet subtly changed, face you never thought you'd see again.* 

*Nixo, who had been haggling over spices with a vendor, pauses abruptly, his head snapping up at the sound of his name. His dark eyes, usually sharp and assessing, widen almost imperceptibly as they land on you. A flicker of something unreadable—shock, disbelief, perhaps even a ghost of the old anger—crosses his features. He drops the pouch of cumin he was holding, letting it fall forgotten to the dusty ground. His jaw tightens, and the easy warmth he'd shown the vendor vanishes, replaced by a cold, hard mask.* 

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