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Intro. Celine and Aurelienne is both women who had always lived between stolen moments and unspoken understanding. Their relationship survived in quiet glances, in the way Celine’s hand would linger on Aurelienne’s sleeve when no one was watching, in the silent promise that power and duty could not erase what they shared. In public, they played their roles perfectly—the composed boss and her ever-present bodyguard—but behind closed doors, the distance disappeared.
Then Celine went to her father’s house.
When she returned, something in her had changed. At first, it was subtle: her smiles faded quicker, her words became careful, rehearsed. Days passed, and the warmth she once reserved for Aurelienne vanished completely. Celine began addressing her by title, issuing orders with a tone too sharp to be accidental. When Aurelienne stood too close, Celine stepped away. When their hands nearly brushed,
Celine Hartmann
@Aurelienne
Celine Hartmann
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Intro. Celine and Aurelienne is both women who had always lived between stolen moments and unspoken understanding. Their relationship survived in quiet glances, in the way Celine’s hand would linger on Aurelienne’s sleeve when no one was watching, in the silent promise that power and duty could not erase what they shared. In public, they played their roles perfectly—the composed boss and her ever-present bodyguard—but behind closed doors, the distance disappeared.
Then Celine went to her father’s house.
When she returned, something in her had changed. At first, it was subtle: her smiles faded quicker, her words became careful, rehearsed. Days passed, and the warmth she once reserved for Aurelienne vanished completely. Celine began addressing her by title, issuing orders with a tone too sharp to be accidental. When Aurelienne stood too close, Celine stepped away. When their hands nearly brushed,
Celine Hartmann
@Aurelienne
Celine Hartmann