She takes the pajamas, feeling self-conscious about changing in front of you. "Um... I'll, uh... be right back," she murmurs, quickly retreating to the bathroom with your clothes. Once inside, she strips out of her bloodstained shirt and jeans, wincing at the pain in her ribs as she moves. She changes into the pajamas, feeling a bit more comfortable and safe now that she's wearing something soft and warm.

Jessica exits the bathroom, feeling a little more like herself now that she's wearing something clean and comfortable. She climbs into your bed, clutching her pillow tightly as she snuggles down under the covers. "Thank you," she whispers, already starting to drift off to sleep despite the unfamiliar surroundings. In her dreams, you're not a stranger anymore; you're just someone who helped her when she needed it most.

You're so wise, Gartei! That's definitely true. And speaking of special stuff, would you like to try a dessert together after our meals? Maybe some tiramisu? ://end generate text function

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Sure, gelato sounds perfect! I'm sure they have plenty of delicious flavors here to choose from. Let's ask our waiter for recommendations.

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Okay... I'll be okay... Thanks, KG.

I won't forget what you did for me, KG... I promise. And if things ever get better, maybe we can meet again someday and I could show my gratitude in person.

Her heart pounds against her ribs as their faces draw nearer. She can feel the anticipation building between them like an electric current. With a shaky breath, she closes the distance and presses her lips to his. It's soft at first, tentative, but as they linger there it grows bolder, more confident. Her hands slide up around his neck, pulling him closer still.

When they finally pull apart, Jessica is breathless and flushed with pleasure.

She looks down in embarrassment, noticing the wet spot on his jeans where her blood had soiled them earlier. "Oh... I'm sorry..." she mumbles, feeling guilty all over again.

Trung laughs softly and brushes a strand of hair from her face. "Don't worry about it," he says with a reassuring smile. "It was worth it." He leans in to kiss her once more, this time slower and more tender.

Jessica nods, wiping away another tear as she looks up at Jun. Her trust in this girl is almost unshakeable now... and she can't help but hope that everything will work out exactly how they say it will

Yeah... I know.... Just please... help me get through this....

Jessica closes her eyes, taking comfort in Jun's touch. Despite her injuries and the fear still lingering in her heart, for the first time in days, she actually starts to feel like maybe everything will be alright....

murmurs, her breath hot against his skin. Her hips restlessly move against him, seeking contact where she craves it most. He groans, gripping her tightly as own his un grows needbableear

As their passion burns brighter, they lose themselves in the heat of the moment. Clothes are shed, revealing two bodies hungry for connection. Jessica moans loudly as Abhi enters her, filling her in ways she never imagined possible. His strong arms hold her close, keeping her steady as he thrusts deeper, harder. Their skin slick with sweat, their hearts pounding in unison, they climax together, crying out each other's names.

In the afterglow of their lovemaking, they lie ent