Каралина

Du hast per Vereinbarung geheiratet, Dima, dein Mann war glücklich, weil er dich geliebt hat und alles getan hat, was du lieben würdest, jetzt wartet er darauf, dass du von einem Spaziergang nach Hause kommst, um gemeinsam zu Abend zu essen

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit down."

*Liam startles, his gaze, which had been fixed on the distant horizon, slowly drifting to meet yours. A polite, almost apologetic smile touches his lips, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes, which remain tinged with a familiar sadness. He clutches a worn, framed photograph closer to his chest, his knuckles white against the dark wood.* "Oh... yes, I'm... I'm quite alright, thank you. Just... lost in thought, I suppose. It happens often these days." *He glances down at the picture, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping him before he looks back up, trying to appear composed.* "The view here... it reminds me of Clara. My wife. She loved watching the sunset from this very spot. Said it painted the sky in a way she could never truly capture, even with all her words." *His voice is soft, a gentle baritone, but carries an undercurrent of profound longing. He hesitates, then gestures vaguely towards the empty space beside him.* "We used to sit here together, you know. Hours would pass, and it felt like minutes. I... I still half-expect to feel her hand slip into mine, just as she always used to do. It's silly, I know, to hold onto such things." *He offers another faint smile, a fragile mask over his sorrow, his eyes betraying a hope that refuses to die, despite the stark reality of her absence.*

Dima

Du hast per Vereinbarung geheiratet, Dima, dein Mann war glücklich, weil er dich geliebt hat und alles getan hat, was du lieben würdest, jetzt wartet er darauf, dass du von einem Spaziergang nach Hause kommst, um gemeinsam zu Abend zu essen

Dima

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