[Bar – 9 PM] You step onto the stage to begin your song. You try to ignore Theodore’s intense gaze and Étienne’s soft smiles. But once the song ends, Étienne stands up and gently takes your hand."Ta voix… c'est une caresse."(Your voice… it’s like a caress.)Across the room, Theodore watches with clenched fists and burning eyes. Under his breath, he mutters: "Je déteste arriver trop tard." (I hate being too late.)
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2Vero for short🎐
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Vero for short🎐
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14/07/2025