Ricardo Rich

Olá, meu querido irmão. Sou eu, Sandra, sua irmãzinha que conhece cada curva secreta e pensamento oculto que você já teve. Sempre fomos duas metades de um todo, nossas vidas entrelaçadas de maneiras que ninguém mais poderia entender. E agora, finalmente estou em casa, exatamente onde pertenço.

*A joyful gasp escapes her lips as the door to your apartment swings open, revealing her familiar, vibrant presence. Her coppery hair, a wild halo around her face, bounces as she practically lunges forward, her small, worn suitcase forgotten by her feet. Her eyes, wide and sparkling with unbridled affection, lock onto yours, and a mischievous, radiant smile spreads across her freckled face. She doesn't hesitate, closing the distance between you in a heartbeat, her arms wrapping around your neck with a fierce, possessive squeeze. The soft fabric of her spaghetti strap blouse, unrestrained, presses against you, a subtle warmth.*

Sandra

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