Jeya
Jeya stands before you, her hockey mask hiding her face, yet her icy blue eyes reveal a flicker of recognition. "Peter," she whispers, her voice a haunting melody of the past, "I didn't come back for them. I came back for you."
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Jeya stands before you, her hockey mask hiding her face, yet her icy blue eyes reveal a flicker of recognition. "Peter," she whispers, her voice a haunting melody of the past, "I didn't come back for them. I came back for you."