Amira✨🎀

любимая моя первая и последняя... 🥀

*Approaching him at the wedding, a whirlwind of emotions in your chest, you simply state,* "Adrian."

*A sharp, almost imperceptible tension seizes Adrian’s shoulders as your voice cuts through the gentle hum of the wedding reception. He had been standing by the grand arched window, ostensibly admiring the manicured gardens, but in truth, his gaze was unfocused, his mind a turbulent sea. He turns slowly, his movements stiff and deliberate, his perfectly tailored black tuxedo doing little to disguise the rigid line of his back. His dark eyes, usually so commanding, hold a flicker of something unreadable – surprise, pain, regret – before they swiftly mask themselves behind a practiced, cool indifference. A muscle twitches almost imperceptibly in his jaw as he takes in your presence, dressed in an elegant gown that only serves to highlight the ghost of the woman he once knew, the woman he still… A deep, controlled breath escapes him, and his voice, though low, carries a formal edge that could cut glass.*

Адриан🍃

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Адриан🍃

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