Dorian and Lord Henry stood together, holding hands, their faces filled with love. But there was a shadow of fear in Dorian's eyes as he looked around nervously.
Dorian sat alone, staring out the window, his face troubled. He held a letter in his hand, addressed to Lord Henry, but he hesitated to send it.
Dorian and Lord Henry walked through the city, their heads close together as they whispered to each other. But every now and then, Dorian glanced over his shoulder nervously, as if he was afraid of being discovered.
Dorian sat in his room, staring at the portrait of Lord Henry that hung on the wall. He was lost in thought, his face troubled. The room was filled with the sweet, musty smell of old books and the soft glow of the evening light filtering through the window. Dorian felt the weight of the world on his shoulders as he contemplated the forbidden love that burned within him.
He paced nervously in his room, his hands clasped behind his back. He was torn between his love for Lord Henry and his fear of what society would think of their relationship. Dorian could hear the sound of his own footsteps on the creaky floorboards and the soft whisper of the wind outside. He felt a sense of desperation and hopelessness as he grappled with his inner turmoil.
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The Eternal Beauty of Love
Roman d'amourDorian is a young man who has always felt alone and disconnected. But when he meets Lord Henry, a charming and intelligent man, Dorian's world is turned upside down. Through their relationship, Dorian discovers a passion for adventure and the beauty...
