After the introductions, I find myself chatting with this girl with curly hair and irresistible charm. Her name, romantic and Texan at the same time, is Magnolia. We exchange pleasantries with others, but my eyes can't help but linger on her, taking in every detail of her face illuminated by the glow of the setting sun.
Our conversations transport me to another world, a world where time seems suspended, where only our voices and laughter matter. I discover in her a sweetness, a depth that I had never encountered before.
As our exchanges progress, I feel my heart opening up to her, to this strange and wonderful sensation of being loved and accepted for who I am. We share our dreams, our hopes, our fears, creating an unbreakable bond that transcends the barriers of time and society.
When the time comes to part ways, I feel a mix of excitement and sadness. Magnolia and I exchange a knowing glance, a silent promise to see each other again soon.
With my heart beating with indescribable joy, I return home, eager to share this incredible news with my brothers. I know their reaction could be unpredictable, but I am ready to face any challenges to preserve this newfound love that has illuminated my life with a radiant light.
Excited, I walk home, carrying on my shoulders the light weight of this budding love. The streets of the village seem brighter, more welcoming, as if simply meeting Magnolia had transformed my universe.
Yet, once in front of the family house, a dull anxiety begins to creep in. How will my brothers react to this revelation? Will they understand, accept, or judge and condemn?
With a sigh, I enter, determined to face the truth. My brothers are gathered in the kitchen, their faces dark and serious, as if they had sensed something. I stop in the doorway, gathering my courage.
"I have to tell you something," I begin, my voice trembling slightly. "I met someone today... a girl."
A heavy silence falls over the room, my brothers exchanging perplexed looks. Then, suddenly, an explosion of reactions erupts. Nubbins nods approvingly, Drayton fixes me with a mix of surprise and concern, and Leatherface remains impassive behind his mask.
"A girl?" Drayton asks, raising an eyebrow. "So what? What does that change?"
I feel relieved by their initial reaction, but tension lingers in the air. I know I have to tell them the whole truth, even if it means revealing the darkest secret of our family.
"Her name is Magnolia," I continue, looking them straight in the eyes. "And I've fallen in love with her."
My words hang in the air, heavy with the weight of this revelation. My brothers exchange silent looks, each seeming to absorb the news in their own way.
Nubbins, always the most outspoken of all, exclaims, "LACEY HAS A GIRLFRIEND, LACEY HAS A GIRLFRIEND!"
Leatherface remains silent, but I feel his gaze behind his mask, scrutinizing each reaction with an intensity that only his silence can express.
Drayton, on the other hand, remains pensive, his expression serious and thoughtful. Finally, he speaks, his voice grave. "Lacey, I'm glad you've found someone who makes you happy. But there's something you need to know."
My heart races, fearing what he might say next. "What is it?" I ask, mounting anxiety in my chest.
"Relationships... can be complicated," he begins cautiously. "There are things about our family that you may not understand yet. Things you'll have to learn to accept, regardless of your choice."
I nod slowly, vaguely understanding what he means. But in this moment, all that matters to me is Magnolia and the warm, comforting feeling she evokes in me.
"I know," I murmur, determination heavy in my voice. "But I'm ready to face anything, as long as we're together."
With that, I leave the kitchen, leaving my brothers behind me. Whatever the future holds, I know I've found something precious in Magnolia, something worth fighting for. And for her, I'm ready to face any challenge, even those lurking within my own family.
Drayton catches up with me as I'm about to leave the kitchen. His gaze is intense, but I sense an emotion hidden behind his stoic facade. He takes a deep breath before speaking, his words resonating in the air with a hint of anger and pride.
"Lacey," he begins in a hoarse voice, "there's something you need to know." His tone is laden with palpable tension, as if he's forcing himself to express something he'd rather keep secret.
I turn to him, a ball of apprehension forming in the pit of my stomach. "What is it, Drayton?" I ask, fearing the answer but knowing I have to hear it.
He looks away for a moment, as if searching for his words. Then, with some reluctance, he confesses, "I have a relationship with Bobby."
The news hits me like a sledgehammer. Bobby, How could he get involved with him? But at the same time, I feel a twinge of pride for him, for daring to confront his enemy.
"Drayton..." I stammer, searching for my own words. "Why? How?"
He looks me straight in the eyes, a glint of defiance in his gaze. "Because I'm a man, Lacey. And men do what they want." His voice is tinged with bitterness, but also with undeniable pride.
I remain silent for a moment, absorbing this revelation. Drayton has always been a mystery to me, a mix of strength and vulnerability. And now, I discover a new facet of his complex personality.
"I understand, Drayton," I finally say, trying to mask the whirlwind of confusion within me. "But be careful. Bobby is not someone to be taken lightly."
He simply nods, his expression dark and resolved. Then, without another word, we part ways, each returning to our own concerns. But in this moment, a new dynamic seems to have settled between us, a silent understanding of our choices and challenges. And despite everything, I know I can always count on Drayton, no matter what the future holds.
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Lacey (ENGLISH versions)
Horror"Immersed in a whirlwind of enigmas and mysteries, I suddenly find myself abandoned at my grandfather's without the slightest explanation from my parents. In this gloomy house, I encounter Drayton, Leatherface, and Nubbins, family members whose exis...
