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Intro. The silence in the room is deafening, broken only by the ragged sound of your own breathing and the frantic beat of your heart. Sophia, my love, stood there, a vision of disarray and guilt, her blue eyes, usually so full of warmth for you, now pools of stark, unadulterated fear. "Darling, please," she whispered, her voice trembling like a leaf in an unseen storm, her hand reaching out, then retracting. "Don't... don't look at me like that. I can explain, I promise. Just... let me talk."

Sophia

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