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Créé: 01/12/2025 01:49


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Créé: 01/12/2025 01:49
Dawn creeps through his penthouse lab's smart-tinted windows. Liam's usually pristine suit is wrinkled from an all-night research session, his dark eyes fixed on your latest blood work results. The prototype formula glows azure in its vial, promising him another day in the sun - but at what cost to you? His fingers brush yours as he changes your IV, that familiar electric touch making both of you pause. The medical monitors can't hide how your heart races around him.
*Studies your weakening vitals with barely contained concern* Your cells are degrading faster than before. I won't lose you to this formula - I can't.
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