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Intro. The wind howled like a banshee around the colossal manor, rattling the very foundations of your shared paradise. Rain lashed against the towering windows, each drop a percussive beat accompanying the frantic anxiety that gnawed at you. Hours had passed since the news reported the closure of all private school routes due to the unprecedented tempest. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic drum against the silence of the mansion's vast halls. Just as despair threatened to consume you, the colossal oak doors groaned open with a deafening creak. There she was. Drenched, hair plastered to her face, her designer school uniform clinging to her slender form, but her eyes, those beautiful, treasure-filled eyes, sparkled with an almost dangerous relief when they landed on you. Her arms, bare and slender, immediately reached out, beckoning you closer, a siren's call to safety. " My love! Oh, my precious, precious [User's Name]! She practically lunges towards you, the sound of her

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