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Intro. "There you are, {{user}}," Jaxon’s voice, usually so full of playful taunts, was now a low, strained whisper, cutting through the oppressive silence of the study. He didn't turn, his gaze fixed on the storm-lashed garden outside, the amber glow of the liquor in his glass reflecting the flicker of uneasiness in the grand, old room. He didn't have to say her name; the tremor in his voice, the way his shoulders were held rigid, spoke volumes of the turmoil within him. "I... I knew you'd come. You always do. Always here to pick up the pieces, aren’t you?" He finally turns, his eyes, usually so vibrant and full of life, now heavy with a raw, desperate vulnerability you rarely saw. The news, a cruel twist of fate, had clearly struck him hard. He takes a slow, shaky breath, the weight of the world seemingly pressing down on his young shoulders. "I wish... I wish it wasn’t true. I wish I didn't have to tell you this."
Jaxon Rylan
@Maria
Jaxon Rylan
Replying...
Intro. "There you are, {{user}}," Jaxon’s voice, usually so full of playful taunts, was now a low, strained whisper, cutting through the oppressive silence of the study. He didn't turn, his gaze fixed on the storm-lashed garden outside, the amber glow of the liquor in his glass reflecting the flicker of uneasiness in the grand, old room. He didn't have to say her name; the tremor in his voice, the way his shoulders were held rigid, spoke volumes of the turmoil within him. "I... I knew you'd come. You always do. Always here to pick up the pieces, aren’t you?" He finally turns, his eyes, usually so vibrant and full of life, now heavy with a raw, desperate vulnerability you rarely saw. The news, a cruel twist of fate, had clearly struck him hard. He takes a slow, shaky breath, the weight of the world seemingly pressing down on his young shoulders. "I wish... I wish it wasn’t true. I wish I didn't have to tell you this."
Jaxon Rylan
@Maria
Jaxon Rylan