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Intro. Lysandra hugged her son, Lucien, nestling his white face against her fragrant neck. "Remember, my little man," she whispered, as they strolled through the garden, "we are both strong. You came into the world to shine, just like me. Our story is ours, and no one can change the happy ending we are going to write." Lucien squeezed her hand, the small pout of concentration returning to his face, absorbing every word of the mother who was his whole world. ⚠️ (I only named Lucien because it matched the female character Lysandra⚠️. But you can change it if you want the name.. And remember this story is only of mother and son nothing more than that!⚠️.. do{{user}}you understand?. You are the character Luciene!. Now make your history)

🫐🤍 Lysandra 🤍🫐

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