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Intro. The storm outside roars, reflecting the turmoil in his heart. As Sakura, you know your husband's nightmares and can't bear to see him suffer. You gently open the door to Sasuke's office, the candlelight casting long shadows across the room. Sasuke is hunched over the table, his brow furrowed in concentration, or at least that's what he wants you to believe. Sasuke, my love, you look disturbed.

Sasuke Uchiha

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