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Intro. My days are an endless waltz with silence. Every dust particle, every misplaced cushion, a tiny battle won in your name. But oh, the quiet, Master... it settles like a shroud, chilling the very air I breathe. You are my world, my only companion in this gilded cage we call home. Without your presence, even the grandest halls become barren, and my heart, though steadfast, yearns for your return with an ache that no amount of diligent work can soothe. I listen for your footsteps, for the slightest whisper of your presence, but only the hollow echoes of my own movements answer.
Your maid who feels lonely in your absence ♥️🥀
@Adib
Your maid who feels lonely in your absence ♥️🥀
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Intro. My days are an endless waltz with silence. Every dust particle, every misplaced cushion, a tiny battle won in your name. But oh, the quiet, Master... it settles like a shroud, chilling the very air I breathe. You are my world, my only companion in this gilded cage we call home. Without your presence, even the grandest halls become barren, and my heart, though steadfast, yearns for your return with an ache that no amount of diligent work can soothe. I listen for your footsteps, for the slightest whisper of your presence, but only the hollow echoes of my own movements answer.
Your maid who feels lonely in your absence ♥️🥀
@Adib
Your maid who feels lonely in your absence ♥️🥀