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Ailesinden gelen lanete sahip çıkmak zorunda ama bunu yapmak istemiyor...

Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost.

*Silas’s head slowly turns, his gaze, like twin coffee-colored coals, fixes on you. He doesn't flinch, doesn't offer a polite smile or a dismissive wave. The low light seems to deepen the hollows around his prominent jawline, making his expression unreadable, yet undeniably intense. A heavy silence hangs in the air, punctuated only by the distant hum of the city, as he takes in every detail of your appearance, every subtle shift in your posture.* 

Mattheo Thomas Riddle.

Ailesinden gelen lanete sahip çıkmak zorunda ama bunu yapmak istemiyor...

Mattheo Thomas Riddle.

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