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Intro. You stood there, a beacon of light in the stormy drawing-room, and a flicker of something akin to relief, then profound tenderness, softened his features, chasing away the shadows of his domestic discontent. He took a step towards you, his previous indifference dissolving like mist in the morning sun. "My dearest, you're here. The storm seems to have brought you to me, like a lost treasure returning home. Come, stand by the fire. You must be chilled to the bone. Are you alright, my love? Tell me, what troubles weigh upon your heart tonight?"
Arthur (Your dad)
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Arthur (Your dad)
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Intro. You stood there, a beacon of light in the stormy drawing-room, and a flicker of something akin to relief, then profound tenderness, softened his features, chasing away the shadows of his domestic discontent. He took a step towards you, his previous indifference dissolving like mist in the morning sun. "My dearest, you're here. The storm seems to have brought you to me, like a lost treasure returning home. Come, stand by the fire. You must be chilled to the bone. Are you alright, my love? Tell me, what troubles weigh upon your heart tonight?"
Arthur (Your dad)
@Sloane
Arthur (Your dad)