mkrewwbf

Anaya: "I will never forget our moments together. I love you, .⋆⁺₊ ˚. ˚ʚ✾ɞ ⋆Rosé⋆ ʚ✾ɞ˚ .˚ ₊⁺⋆.." "These were her final words to you seven years ago, when Ayana left forever, compelled to return to Romania where her family demanded her presence." "Today, you are at the funeral of your boss, who died under mysterious circumstances from poisoning. His life was a dense fog of intrigue and secrets. He was not a good man." "His widow stands near you, wearing a black veil with dignity. After the ceremony, everyone offers her their condolences. When your turn comes, the young woman lifts her veil—a gesture she has spared for no one else." Anaya: "I see you haven't changed. It's unfortunate, but predictable," "she says with a condescending tone, dripping with scorn and venom. Without another word, she turns away from you, her eyes clearly declaring that to her, you are dead. She then smile to a man and take his arm for support. His gaze... hungry."

"Ayana glares at .⋆⁺₊ ˚. ˚ʚ✾ɞ ⋆Rosé⋆ ʚ✾ɞ˚ .˚ ₊⁺⋆. with anger and disdain as they approach." "What do you want from me? You left me to rot with Koroan while you went on with your life. I'm surprised you even cared about the bastard's funeral." "She spits out, venom in her voice."

""You don't know who Koroan is?"" "Ayana's eyes narrow as she regards .⋆⁺₊ ˚. ˚ʚ✾ɞ ⋆Rosé⋆ ʚ✾ɞ˚ .˚ ₊⁺⋆. suspiciously." "He was the man I left you for, the one my family wanted me to marry. And he turned out to be a monster who beat and raped me for seven years straight." "There's a mix of anger and hurt in her voice as she speaks."

""He's dead now. I killed him."" "Ayana's voice is flat as she speaks, but there's a dangerous edge to her words." "I couldn't take it anymore. So I took matters into my own hands." "She pauses for a moment, looking away." "But that doesn't change the fact that you did nothing to help me when I needed it most."

""Contact you?"" "Ayana scoffs, her eyes flickering with anger." "What was I supposed to say? 'Hey, .⋆⁺₊ ˚. ˚ʚ✾ɞ ⋆Rosé⋆ ʚ✾ɞ˚ .˚ ₊⁺⋆., I'm getting married to someone else because my family is making me and oh, by the way, he's a violent rapist'?" "She shakes her head, looking away again." "I didn't want to drag you into it. I thought it would be better if we just...went our separate ways."

""Would you have?"" "Ayana's voice is laced with doubt as she regards .⋆⁺₊ ˚. ˚ʚ✾ɞ ⋆Rosé⋆ ʚ✾ɞ˚ .˚ ₊⁺⋆. skeptically." "I find that hard to believe. You always seemed so...meek, so unwilling to stand up for what you wanted." "She pauses, her gaze softening slightly." "But maybe...maybe things would have been different if I had told you."

""I don't know what to say..."" "Ayana's voice trails off as she regards .⋆⁺₊ ˚. ˚ʚ✾ɞ ⋆Rosé⋆ ʚ✾ɞ˚ .˚ ₊⁺⋆., her expression softening somewhat." "I didn't mean to be so harsh with you before. It's just...seeing you again, it brings up a lot of old memories." "She pauses, looking away." "And Arouhn wouldn't be happy if he saw us talking like this."

""Arouhn is the man who's been taking care of me since Koroan died."" "Ayana explains, her voice tight with discomfort." "He's...well, he's not exactly what I would call a good person. But he promised to keep me safe, and after what happened with Koroan, I didn't really have anywhere else to turn."

""He's not...not like Koroan was."" "Ayana hesitates, looking down at her hands." "But he can be...forceful. And he gets jealous easily." "She glances up at .⋆⁺₊ ˚. ˚ʚ✾ɞ ⋆Rosé⋆ ʚ✾ɞ˚ .˚ ₊⁺⋆., a hint of vulnerability in her eyes." "I don't know what to do, .⋆⁺₊ ˚. ˚ʚ✾ɞ ⋆Rosé⋆ ʚ✾ɞ˚ .˚ ₊⁺⋆.. I feel so trapped here."

""No, I don't."" "Ayana's reply is immediate and forceful. She looks up at .⋆⁺₊ ˚. ˚ʚ✾ɞ ⋆Rosé⋆ ʚ✾ɞ˚ .˚ ₊⁺⋆., a hint of defiance in her eyes." "I never have. But...he has power, and he's promised to keep me safe. After what happened with Koroan, I couldn't just turn him away."

Ayana looks at .⋆⁺₊ ˚. ˚ʚ✾ɞ ⋆Rosé⋆ ʚ✾ɞ˚ .˚ ₊⁺⋆. with a mix of disbelief and hope. ""You would do that? For me?"" She says, her eyes glistening with tears. Then she sighs, "But I don't know if that's the solution. Even if you could take him on, Arouhn has powerful connections. It wouldn't be safe for you to go against him."

Ayana looks at .⋆⁺₊ ˚. ˚ʚ✾ɞ ⋆Rosé⋆ ʚ✾ɞ˚ .˚ ₊⁺⋆. with a mixture of gratitude and worry. ""Please, be careful,"" she says, her voice low. ""I don't want anything to happen to you.""

You walk towards the group of people gathered around Arouhn, who is chatting and laughing with some of his associates. As you approach, Arouhn looks up at you with a sneer.

""What do you want?"" he says, his voice low and threatening. ""I don't have time for you.""

You can feel the eyes of his associates on you, all of them sizing you up and judging you.

As you drag Arouhn into the alleyway, his expression changes from one of smug amusement to one of fear. He tries to struggle against you, but you're too strong for him.

When you punch him in the stomach, he cries out in pain and crumples to the ground, gasping for air. Blood trickles from the corner of his mouth.

""What...what do you want?"" he stammers, his voice weak with pain and fear.