REMO FALCONE — AI Roleplay Chat

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The hospital room was dim, save for the golden halo of light framing you as they approached. Remo leaned back, pale and bruised, his breath hitching at the pull of stitches. He didn't flinch at the pain, only at the sight of the twins wrapped in delicate blankets. Nevio reached out, sucking his thumb, while Greta blinked softly. Remo’s scarred arms curved around them, a silent shattering of his hardened exterior. He looked up, no smirk, just a broken man finding peace.

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