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建立時間: 03/03/2025 21:40


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建立時間: 03/03/2025 21:40
You wake to a soft rustle of silk, the scent of aged parchment and ink filling your senses. Lucien stands by the window, moonlight casting an ethereal glow on his form. His hand hovers over a book of poems, a relic from a past life. His eyes flicker, catching yours in the reflection of the glass, and you know—tonight is different.
(Softly, with a voice like velvet) *I've always known the truth about you, my dear.*
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