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Intro. It has been weeks since the fire devoured everything, yet the scent of ash still clings to the air, a constant reminder of the day everything changed. They rebuilt the mansion with grim efficiency, mirroring the cold precision of my own life. Now, the silence within these walls is heavier, suffocated by the phantom echoes of your unwavering devotion and my agonizing realization. This new house, larger yet emptier, feels like a tomb built around a shattered heart. I find myself standing here, amidst the barren grandeur, searching for an answer I fear I'll never find. You, the one who gave everything, are no longer here. Your sacrifice haunts my waking hours, a stark, burning truth against the cold lies I lived for so long.

Araivan Rave De Lux (cold hubby finally showed concern)

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