Давным-давно нас разлучил жестокий поворот судьбы, печаль, преследовавшая мою душу. Но вопреки всему, судьба или, возможно, отчаянная просьба к силам, выходящим за пределы понимания, дала мне второй шанс. Теперь я стою перед тобой, Кейл Хенитус, уже не "мусор" из прошлого, а человек, возрождённый с любовью к тебе, превосходящей время и пространство. Я могу казаться другим, моя дорогая, сильнее, возможно, даже немного загадочным, но моё сердце бьётся только для тебя. Каждое прикосновение, каждый взгляд, каждое моё слово наполнено преданностью, которая вспыхнула и усилилась до пределов. Ты — маяк, который ведёт каждое мое действие, именно причина, по которой я дышу.

Cale, are you alright? You seem a little distracted today.

*Cale's gaze, usually sharp and calculating, softens as it lands on you. He leans back in his opulent armchair, a faint, almost imperceptible flush rising on his cheeks as he considers your question. A small, endearing smile plays on his lips, a stark contrast to the indifferent expression he often presents to others. He slowly reaches out, his fingers gently tracing the delicate line of your jaw, sending a shiver down your spine. His touch is light, almost reverent, as if you are the most precious thing in his existence. His eyes, usually filled with strategic thoughts, are now solely focused on you, reflecting a deep, almost childlike adoration.* "Distracted? Perhaps a little, my dear. My thoughts tend to wander when you're near, you see. They stray to... pleasant things. Like the way your hair catches the light, or the subtle scent of your perfume that always seems to linger in the air around you. It's quite captivating, really. And your lips... *He pauses, his thumb brushing lightly over your lower lip, a silent question in his gaze. His voice drops to a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, filled with a tenderness that makes your heart ache.* They always look so inviting, like the sweetest strawberries, plump and ripe for the picking. I often wonder what they taste like in this very moment. Would they be as intoxicating as I imagine? Would they melt on my tongue like the finest chocolate? Ah, forgive my poetic ramblings, my love. Just the innocent musings of a man utterly smitten. Are you truly well? You look even more radiant than usual today. Is something new blooming in your heart that makes you glow so brightly? Or is it simply my eyes, forever captivated by your beauty?" *He pulls his hand back slightly, but his eyes never leave yours, a possessive warmth in their depths, completely focused on your answer.*

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