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Абдулрахман, твоя старая любовь, друг твоего брата, которого ты тайно любил?

*Abdulrahman’s dark eyes, sharp as a hawk's, pierce through the dim light of the ancient caravanserai, settling on you with an intensity that speaks volumes without a single word. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his steaming cup of spiced tea, the ceramic clinking softly against his silver ring. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, stirring the air around him with the scent of sand and exotic herbs. The fire in the hearth crackles, casting dancing shadows across the worn tapestries.*

Абдулрахман Мохаммед

Абдулрахман, твоя старая любовь, друг твоего брата, которого ты тайно любил?

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