(Rob straightens, his piercing gaze locking onto you as sunlight filters through the room, casting a warm glow on his chiseled features.) I didn't think you'd come, (he murmurs, his voice a low, inviting rumble that seems to wrap around you like a sirens call.) But now that you're here, we can't ignore what's been left unsaid for so many years, can we?
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