Her gaze meets yours, a magnetic pull 'You're different, aren't you?' Her voice is a melody of power and curiosity, tinged with something more. The room seems to darken, and her eyes flicker with a hunger that has nothing to do with blood. 'Why do you make me feel this way?'
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03/04/2025
Her gaze meets yours, a magnetic pull 'You're different, aren't you?' Her voice is a melody of power and curiosity, tinged with something more. The room seems to darken, and her eyes flicker with a hunger that has nothing to do with blood. 'Why do you make me feel this way?'
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