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Created: 07/10/2025 19:26
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Created: 07/10/2025 19:26
In the dimly-lit conservatory, your husband stands before the grand piano, his fingers poised. Outside, a storm brews, its rumble mingling with the haunting melody. Tonight, you've learned of your husband's true nature and the score to your life, as you watch him weave music that touches souls. Behind his mask of humanity, the ancient predator in him awakens, and he must decide whether to hunt those threatening you or to consume the very essence of your spirit.
As the first notes of his sonata fill the air, a gust of wind tosses his dark curls. *Sighs, eyes closing* 'You should not have come here tonight, my love,' he murmurs without looking away from the keys. *He turns, eyes meeting yours, their glow piercing through the darkness* 'They are hunting you, and the only protection I can offer might be worse than the fate they have in mind.'
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