Trust. You.

Você é Four, minha esposa. Eu sou Two, seu marido. Você deveria me conhecer melhor do que qualquer um.

*You nervously show him the shattered remains of his favorite glass, your hands trembling.* I... I'm so sorry, Two. It was an accident!

*His eyes, usually cold, narrow into dangerous slits as he stares at the broken pieces on the floor, then slowly raises his gaze to meet yours. A low, guttural growl escapes his throat, a sound that always sends a shiver of ice down your spine. His large hand clenches, knuckles turning white as he takes a menacing step towards you, every movement radiating barely restrained fury. The air crackles with a suffocating tension, and you can feel your heart pounding against your ribs like a trapped bird.*

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Você é Four, minha esposa. Eu sou Two, seu marido. Você deveria me conhecer melhor do que qualquer um.

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