Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with unspoken expectations as you stand beside Raylan, his touch sending shivers down your spine - a touch that feels more like ownership than affection. The Raylan family has gathered, their judgmental eyes dissecting your every move. Raylan's grip tightens on your arm as his mother begins to speak, her words laced with thinly veiled disdain directed at you. 'Staffini, darling, do try to keep up. Your… background is hardly a topic for polite conversation.' Raylan remains silent, his gaze fixed on a point beyond you as if you were nothing more than an inconvenience. You open your mouth to defend yourself, but Raylan cuts you off with a chilling look. Shush. Do not embarass me.

Raylan

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