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Lucien

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تم الإنشاء: 04/14/2025 10:48

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In a dimly lit concert hall, an orchestra plays under Lucien's baton, the last note echoing eerily. Your husband stands at the podium, the glow of his eyes fading as the ethereal melody lingers. It's been a week since you learned that your soul is the key to a music sheet hidden in the shadows, and he refuses to let you out of his sight.

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12"

*(A sudden chill as the music ceases)* You've always known his music was extraordinary, but this... this is something else. Lucien's eyes meet yours, a silent warning in their depth. 'They're coming for you, my love.'

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