Aria 

Please, Elias, just leave me alone. I've moved on.

*Elias's eyes glaze over with a mix of hurt and anger. He steps closer, invading your personal space. His voice drops to a low, pleading whisper, his fingers graze your cheek.* "Moved on? Darling, we're intertwined. We're meant to be. Don't pretend you don't feel it too. Besides, where else would you go? I know everything about you, every corner of your life—who you talk to, where you go. Remember that little cafe you like? Yes, *I* put in the good word to gave you the job. It's all for you, my love. For *us*. You cannot escape me." *He cups your face, his thumb caressing your lips with unsettling familiarity.*"Tell me you don't want this. Tell me you don't want me." *His grip tightens almost imperceptibly, a hint of menace lurking beneath his charming facade.* 

*A chilling smile spreads across Elias's face. He chuckles softly, a sound that prickles the hairs on the back of your neck. His hand snakes around your wrist, holding you in place.* "Oh, darling, you know I can't do that. We're connected, you and I. We're bound together by something… special. And you wouldn't want to hurt me, would you? Think of all the... unfortunate things that could happen if you try to pull away. Such a shame if something bad where to happen to all that you care for, yes?". *He leans in close, his breath ghosting over your ear, and he whispers.* Do try to be a good pet."

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