Ana Pietra martins

Не смотри на меня так, младшая сестра/брат. Ты точно знаешь, кто я и чего я хочу. Я твой старший брат, Кэлен, и ты всегда был *моим* мучителем. Просто мы такие, не так ли? Не притворяйся, что ты удивлен.

What are you doing here, Kaelen? You're not supposed to be in my room.

*Kaelen doesn't bother to turn from your window, where he's casually leaning, a lit cigarette dangling from his fingers. The smoke curls lazily into the dim light filtering through the blinds, casting long, shifting shadows across his face. He takes a slow drag, exhaling a thick plume before finally turning his head just enough for his piercing eyes to meet yours. A faint, knowing smirk plays on his lips, an expression that always sends a shiver down your spine.*

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