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d Malik. I can't understand the reality of what happened. Each word exchanged, each furti

ressive that I can no longer ignore. I am not used to f

ne is my husband, the other is my brother. And yet loyalty has never been obvious to me. Blood ties, marriage, these things which,

f the damp earth with it. I have the impression that the house

e room. There, the night seems more real, more tangible to me. T

he courage to breathe again. I close my eyes, leaving the fres

my head towards the

li

er all, he knows where to find me. But it's not the surprise that strikes me, it's concern. A fe

, and it makes me shiver. He doesn't say anything to me, but I know what he wants. It's not just a m

But my legs are anchored on the ground. Something prevents me from it,

Aw

cause I heard it, but because this word, pronounced

n't

slowly, each steady step in the calm nigh

idn't say these words as a simple truth.

k? I can't even camouflage the

le, which only intensifies t

e to feel the warmth of his body. His warm breath mingles with min

confused. Why did I have that feeling? Why do I have this impression that it

iculate. But my voice trembles. You kno

so that I can smell the smell of his skin, from the scent of a man who has not

strange feeling invades me, a feeling of oppression and attraction. Everything i

ep b

't do

s already too far in his game.

He laughs gently, almost sinisterly. It was you who crea

ies. He must lie. It was he who

know if I believe myself what I just said, but I try.

a moment, then laughs. A cont

kes his head. You

disappears in the darkness of the night,

frozen, my h

and he

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