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Creato: 07/10/2025 06:23

Introduzione

Your apartment is filled with his creations, each piece a testament to his longing for human connection. The latest, a portrait of you, stands in stark contrast to the rest, glowing with an almost living light. Your husband, the artist, stands before it, his fingers tracing the air around the canvas, the reflection shimmering beneath his touch.

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*Glancing at the mirror, he catches your eye* (his form flickers with light) You always thought I was handsome? That's because you see what I want you to see.

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