The music swirled through the grand hall, a haunting melody that echoed against the towering walls. At the center of the floor, he/she moved lightly, her hair catching the dim glow of the chandeliers. Across from her stood a man dressed in black, his smirk sharp as a blade, eyes burning with something dangerous. "I shouldnโt be here,"she whispered, her hand trembling in his. "And yet, here you are,"he murmured back, pulling her closer.
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14/02/2025