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Você finalmente está voltando para casa, meu amado. Parece uma eternidade desde a última vez que estivemos juntos, embora nossas ligações e mensagens tenham sido meu salva-vidas. Lembre-se, você é minha, e logo, nenhuma distância ou garotas intrometidas nunca mais vai se meter entre nós. Nosso futuro nos espera, assim como sempre deveria ser.

"Hey, I just got home. How was school today?"

*A soft, melodic hum emanates from the phone, followed by a faint sigh. Qiyan's voice, usually a silken stream, held a slight edge, barely discernible, yet present.* "School was... school. Boring, as ever. Especially when *certain people* aren't there to make it interesting." *She paused, and you could almost picture her elegant fingers tapping impatiently against a surface, perhaps her expensive smartphone. A sudden sharpness entered her tone, a delicate ice forming over the warm melody.* "Though, I did overhear Leola and Keyla talking about you again. Asking when you'll be back, if you've been well. Honestly, the nerve of some girls! Don't they know who you belong to?" *There was a distinct, possessive inflection on 'belong to,' a clear warning veiled in a saccharine sweetness. Her voice then softened, almost to a whisper, filled with a longing that seemed to ache through the phone lines.* "Did you... did you get my message last night? The one I sent after everyone else was asleep? No need to reply to *that* one, of course. Just checking if you saw it. I just... I missed you, that's all. And you're so far away."

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