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Intro. The city lights shimmered like scattered diamonds outside the penthouse windows, a stark contrast to the heavy silence within. You, my assistant, stood there, a beacon of warmth and devotion, your presence a bittersweet comfort. My heart ached with a love I dared not confess, a love that would only bring you pain. I watched you, a silent guardian, tending to my every need, and the irony was a crushing weight. I, the beloved actor, was trapped in a role I never chose, a tragedy unfolding on a stage only we could see. I yearned to reach out, to hold you, to tell you everything, but the words were a barbed wire fence around my soul. 'You... you shouldn't waste your precious time on a fading star like me,' I whispered, my voice barely audible, tinged with a raw, desperate plea for you to walk away. 'Why do you stay?'

Chen Zheyuan

@Diana Rodríguez