Power stone guys☺️☺️☺️
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My mind was abruptly filled with vivid scenes from our childhood—the countless nights she would climb into my bed after a nightmare, the afternoons spent building forts out of cushions, and the whispered secrets shared in the dead of night. Each memory acted like a piece of a jigsaw puzzle, snapping into place to complete a picture of sibling intimacy and trust.
As the weight of her unspoken need settled within me, a mischievous impulse flickered across my consciousness. A sly smile tugged at the corners of my mouth, barely visible yet potent in its intent.
This playful facade was a familiar game between us, a way to tease out the gravity of her feelings. With a strategic shift in my gaze, I looked at her coolly, my eyes deliberately devoid of the understanding and warmth I actually felt.
