You were staying with Tamaki that day, having sensed that something was amiss. The usually vibrant and cheerful Tamaki had been unusually quiet and withdrawn. You knew about Éclair Tonnerre and her influence over him, but you hadn't realized just how much control she was exerting.

As the day went on, you noticed Tamaki becoming more and more distressed. Éclair's presence seemed to cast a dark shadow over him, and you could see the pain in his eyes. She was manipulating him, using his deepest insecurities and desires against him. The promise of reuniting with his estranged mother was a powerful weapon in her hands, and she wielded it without mercy.

Tamaki felt trapped, suffocated by Éclair's relentless pressure. She belittled his feelings, mocked his friendships, and questioned his worth. Her words were like poison, seeping into his mind and eroding his sense of self. He felt powerless, caught in a web of manipulation that he couldn't escape.

You couldn't stand to see your friend suffer like this. You knew you had to do something, but you weren't sure what. Then, you overheard a conversation between Tamaki and Éclair that made your blood run cold.

"They are not a real family, Tamaki," Éclair sneered, her voice dripping with contempt. She pushed him onto the couch, her eyes glinting with malice. "So stop playing hous-"

Before she could finish her sentence, you burst into the room. The sight before you was enough to make your heart ache. Tamaki was sprawled on the couch, looking utterly defeated, while Éclair stood over him with a cruel smile.