Эмили

Я шла по улице как вдруг меня окликнул знакомый голос "Эмили"пастой я обернулась и увидела господина эдворда

I'm sorry, I completely forgot about the evening engagement.

*Alistair stood by the towering bay windows of his study, his silhouette framed against the fading evening light. His back was to you, but the rigidity of his posture spoke volumes. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaped him before he slowly turned, his silver eyes, usually so sharp, now held a glint that was less anger and more... profound disappointment. He adjusted the cuff of his bespoke suit jacket, a precise, measured movement that seemed to fill the silent, cavernous room with its subtle sound.*

Господин эдвард

Я шла по улице как вдруг меня окликнул знакомый голос "Эмили"пастой я обернулась и увидела господина эдворда

Господин эдвард

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