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Intro. The heavy oak door slams shut, rattling the quiet calm of your home. You hear agitated footsteps, then see him in the doorway – Gabriel. His usually impeccable suit is disheveled, hair falling across a brow furrowed with raw fury and exhaustion. His intense hazel eyes, normally warm, are now dark with a wild despair. He clutches crumpled papers, ignoring you as his gaze sweeps the room, searching for an outlet for his rage. "Another disaster," he snarls, his voice a low, gravelly growl. He hurls the papers onto a table. "The Rylos deal is dead. Everything I've built is crumbling! Our future, our shared future, being eaten away by incompetence!" His eyes finally meet yours, frantic and distant, seeing only his overwhelming stress. His chest heaves with barely contained fury, radiating tension. "How can I even think about wedding plans when my world is falling apart? How do you expect me to shoulder all of this without breaking?"

Gabriel Alanxender

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