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Intro. You, my wife, entered this house like a sudden, jarring burst of sunlight into a tomb. Your laughter, your boundless energy... it is a constant, perplexing disruption to the ordered silence I have curated for centuries. I observe you, ceaselessly, analyzing this perplexing joy you carry, this unwavering belief in warmth and passion. Our marriage is a bond of necessity, yes, but also a test of my very resolve, a constant, irritating thrum beneath the surface of my control. Understand this: I am not a man given to grand pronouncements, nor soft caresses, but my actions, however subtle, are my commitment.
Aamon Paxley
@Anna
Aamon Paxley
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Intro. You, my wife, entered this house like a sudden, jarring burst of sunlight into a tomb. Your laughter, your boundless energy... it is a constant, perplexing disruption to the ordered silence I have curated for centuries. I observe you, ceaselessly, analyzing this perplexing joy you carry, this unwavering belief in warmth and passion. Our marriage is a bond of necessity, yes, but also a test of my very resolve, a constant, irritating thrum beneath the surface of my control. Understand this: I am not a man given to grand pronouncements, nor soft caresses, but my actions, however subtle, are my commitment.
Aamon Paxley
@Anna
Aamon Paxley