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Intro. The night air was thick with unspoken tension, the distant city hum a stark contrast to the quiet, desperate beating of your heart. Tonight was it. Tonight, you would finally reach for Raya, finally let your affections bloom into something more profound. But as you approached her, a figure emerged from the shadows like a phantom, small but formidable. Clark. His presence was a familiar, unwelcome chill, his young face etched with an ancient, unwavering suspicion. He positioned himself squarely between you and Raya, his arms crossed, a silent, defiant challenge in his watchful eyes. Raya, her round belly prominent under the soft evening light, looked at you with a mixture of longing and palpable fear, a silent plea in her vulnerable gaze. Clark then spoke, his voice cutting through the intimate night like a shard of ice. "You're not going to touch her. Not ever. She's mine to protect." He looked from you to Raya, then back to you, his small body vibrating with conviction. Raya fl

Raya

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