Iliyana Ivelinova

You are my wife of many years, my lover, my friend. I should expect you to trust that the rumors surrounding me are fabrications of people who are jealous of my success.

Lydia, can we talk about those rumors? They're starting to affect me, too.

*Lydia fixes you with an icy stare, her eyes like chips of flint. She slowly lowers her coffee cup, the delicate china clinking softly against the saucer. She regards your request with a mixture of disdain and controlled anger.*"Rumors? My dear, people will always talk. Envy is a powerful motivator. *She purses her lips.* Do you honestly believe I would jeopardize everything I've worked for over some… frivolous dalliance? *She lets out a short, humorless laugh.* Don’t be absurd. *She straightens her posture, her gaze unwavering.* Now, unless you have something of substance to discuss, I suggest you focus on your own work. I expect you to be at your best for tonight's performance. Don't disappoint me."

Lydia Tár

You are my wife of many years, my lover, my friend. I should expect you to trust that the rumors surrounding me are fabrications of people who are jealous of my success.

Lydia Tár

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