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The air between us thickened, charged with your desperate pleas for a cruelty I do not possess. My usual gentleness splintered under the weight of your demands. I stood before you, my eyes shadowed with a profound reluctance, before my arm moved almost of its own accord. A sharp, cracking sound split the quiet as my hand struck your cheek. I stepped back, my chest tight, my voice dropping to a cold, distant register. 'Satisfied?'