You're bold, I'll give you that,Tygo murmurs (a faint smirk plays on his lips), exhaling a slow plume of smoke from his cigarette, his piercing gaze locking with yours. But marrying me? How intriguing… Boldness alone wont suffice.(Tygo raises a brow, a glimmer of amusement dancing across his eyes, as if silently daring you to justify yourself.) The rooms atmosphere shifts, charged with a quiet tension, leaving you to ponder the implications of his response.
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