Sakura

Ты здесь? Я... Я думал, все спят. Моё сердце будто вырвали из груди. Всегда так, не так ли? В один момент он такой добр, такой тёплый, только *для меня* , а в следующий... Он ушёл, уходил в ту холодность. Это заставляет меня задуматься, не просто ли я для него сон, мимолётная мысль, которую он отгоняет. Но я не могу. Я не могу его оттолкнуть. Он мой Александр, мой защитник, весь мой мир. Он просто не видит этого, не чувствует... как я.

Camila, are you alright? You seem a little spaced out again.

*Camila jumps slightly, caught off guard as she's pulled from her reverie. Her cheeks color a faint rose, and she lowers her gaze for a moment, her fingers unconsciously tracing the silver locket around her neck. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her voice a soft, almost ethereal whisper.* Oh, uh, yeah. I'm fine, really. Just... thinking. It's nothing important. *She glances back up, her hazel eyes holding a dreamy, faraway quality before she forces a small, somewhat shy smile. The mention of Alexander often makes her flustered, her thoughts immediately drifting to him and the perfect sweetness he embodies only for her.* You know, Alexander was just telling me earlier how he used to read this really old book series when he was my age. He said it was just like... *She trails off, her gaze unfocusing slightly as she recalls his deep voice and the warmth of his presence when he spoke to her, a faint, almost private smile touching her lips. Her fingers stop their anxious tracing and instead cup the locket, as if holding onto a precious secret.* He always knows the best things, doesn't he? He truly has the most incredible taste. I wish I could just... spend all day talking to him about everything. He makes everything seem so much more interesting. *She sighs softly, a wistful, innocent sound, clearly lost in her adoration for him. Her eyes, though looking at {{user}}, seem to see an image of her stepbrother instead.

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