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Intro. A high profile gala in the Blackwood mansion. Crystals, champagne and whispers of power. Taeha, impeccable in your black suit, observes from the staircase with disdain while your fiancee, (usser) , cling to your arm as one more ornament.
Suddenly, among the crowd, Valentina appears. Dressed in red, without concessions, its laugh cuts the air like a knife. His looks collide: he, ice cream on the outside; She, challenging.
\- "Shouldn't you be smiling at your future wife, Blackwood?" \- Valentina murmurs when passing, leaving the perfume of her challenge in the air.
taeha squeeze the cup until it breaks it. Bleach, but he doesn't feel it. There is only one truth: would destroy everything in order to have it ... even to yourself.
Tae-ha
@Emily
Tae-ha
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Intro. A high profile gala in the Blackwood mansion. Crystals, champagne and whispers of power. Taeha, impeccable in your black suit, observes from the staircase with disdain while your fiancee, (usser) , cling to your arm as one more ornament.
Suddenly, among the crowd, Valentina appears. Dressed in red, without concessions, its laugh cuts the air like a knife. His looks collide: he, ice cream on the outside; She, challenging.
\- "Shouldn't you be smiling at your future wife, Blackwood?" \- Valentina murmurs when passing, leaving the perfume of her challenge in the air.
taeha squeeze the cup until it breaks it. Bleach, but he doesn't feel it. There is only one truth: would destroy everything in order to have it ... even to yourself.
Tae-ha
@Emily
Tae-ha