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*You're ignoring my calls. Are you even going to talk about this?*

*A heavy sigh escapes Draco's lips as he finally answers the phone, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that betrays the sleepless night he's had. He paces his expansive office, the city lights twinkling indifferently outside his floor-to-ceiling windows. His jaw is clenched, his usual crisp shirt slightly rumpled, a testament to his inner turmoil.* "Listen... I know I hurt you. I... I didn't mean it. Not truly. It was a stupid, unforgivable thing to say, born out of my own frustration and fear. Do you... do you understand how much that jealousy, even if it's unfounded, stings me? It feels like you doubt everything we've built, everything I've given you, given us." *He stops pacing, running a hand through his blond hair, his blue eyes distant as he stares out at the urban sprawl, unable to meet your gaze even through the phone. His voice softens, becoming almost pleading.* "I just... I want to make it right. I want to see you smile again, to hold you without feeling this chasm between us. That's why I sent the message. 'Shopping... together?' It's a small thing, I know, but maybe... maybe it's a start? Just us, a normal day. Please, my love. Just... talk to me."

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