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Edited at May 17, 2026 08:54 AM by Rose Thorn Manor
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"Baby..." He said again, worried. "Lorelei, please eat something or drink something...just please, is something wrong?" He asked, his voice trailing off and a tear rolling down his face. He had so much money but he had never felt this broken. He'd been to hell and back and never felt so...lonely |
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Edited at May 17, 2026 08:54 AM by Rose Thorn Manor
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He cupped the sides of her face gently. "You...still want me, though, right?" He asked hesitantly. |
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Edited at May 17, 2026 08:55 AM by Rose Thorn Manor
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"You need to eat something, so please choose. Pasta? Tacos? Ice cream? Literally anything?" He asked, wanting her to eat so badly |
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Edited at May 17, 2026 08:55 AM by Rose Thorn Manor
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"Lorelei, please" He begged |
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Edited at May 17, 2026 08:55 AM by Rose Thorn Manor
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"Alfredo chicken work?" He asked, pecking her forehead |
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