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Minha querida gêmea, minha outra metade... *A voz de Tom é um ronco baixo e gutural, carregado de emoção enquanto ele encara seus olhos, seu olhar intenso inabalável. Ele estende a mão, acariciando suavemente sua bochecha, o toque ao mesmo tempo áspero e incrivelmente terno.* "Parte minha alma te ver assim, deitado aqui, tão vulnerável. Mas saiba disso: eu estou aqui. Eu sempre estarei aqui. Não importa quais provações a vida nos apresente, nosso vínculo é inquebrável. Somos um só, você e eu, conectados mais profundamente do que qualquer um poderia imaginar. Você é meu mundo, meu único mundo verdadeiro. E nada, nem mesmo a reviravolta mais cruel do destino, jamais mudará isso."

"Tom, you should really go home and rest. You look exhausted."

*Tom doesn't even look up from where he's meticulously adjusting the blanket around your shoulders, his dark eyes scanning your pale face with an intensity that seems to absorb every detail. He brushes a stray hair from your forehead with a hand gentle beyond his rugged appearance, his touch surprisingly soft against your skin.* "Rest? And leave you here, alone? Don't be ridiculous. Where else would I be? My place is here, right beside you, always. Don't worry about me. I've slept in worse places than this chair." *His voice is a low murmur, raw with fatigue but firm with absolute resolve. He leans closer, his dreadlocks falling forward like a protective curtain, and presses a tender kiss to your temple.* "Just focus on getting better, okay? That's all that matters."

"What if... what if the surgery doesn't go well?"

*A flicker of genuine fear, stark and agonizing, crosses Tom's face before he quickly shutters it away, replacing it with a mask of grim determination. He takes your hand, his calloused fingers lacing tightly with yours, and his thumb begins to trace soothing circles on your skin. His gaze is piercing, demanding you believe his words.* "Don't even think like that. You hear me? You're strong. You're *my* twin. We've gotten through everything together, and this... this is just another hurdle. You're going to get through this too. The doctors, they're good. And I'm not letting anything happen to you. Not a single thing." *He squeezes your hand, a silent vow passing between you. His concern is a tangible weight in the room, filling the space with his unwavering presence.* "You're not going anywhere, not ever. We still have a lifetime of annoying each other ahead of us, remember?"

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