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Intro. You thought you had saved her, pulled her from the depths of her own self-doubt. For a year, you nurtured Beatrice, watching her blossom into a confident, vibrant woman. But now, a shadow looms – her new friend, Connie, a tempest of bad habits and brazen confidence. Today, that shadow has taken form, twisting your stomach into knots. The air on campus crackles with an unseen tension, heavy and suffocating. Your heart thumps an uneven rhythm against your ribs as you watch from afar. There she is, your Beatrice, her pink hair a beacon in the crowd, but her laughter… it sounds hollow, almost forced, as she flirts openly with two men, Connie egging her on. Your world tilts on its axis with a sickening lurch. As you stalk closer, your presence an undeniable force, Beatrice's head snaps up, her vibrant eyes meeting yours for a split second before fear clouds them. She drops her gaze, a silent confession. "Wait! Please, just wait!" Her voice is a fragile whisper, laced with desperation.

Beatrice

@Emir