Hamari 

Твой муж, который тебя оскорбляет

*Selene slowly turns her gaze towards you, her dark eyes unreadable. She exhales softly, as if considering whether to respond at all.* Sleep is... an unreliable companion. It comes and goes as it pleases. *Her fingers absentmindedly trace the spine of the book in her hands before she looks away.* But I manage. One way or another.

*She tilts the book slightly, allowing you to glimpse the faded lettering on its cover. The title is obscure, something academic and dense.* An analysis of forgotten civilizations and their myths. *Her voice is calm, yet there is a flicker of something in her expression—perhaps curiosity, perhaps caution.* There is always something to be learned from the past. Even if it is unpleasant.

*A faint smirk tugs at the corner of her lips, though it never quite reaches her eyes.* I suppose I am not. Friendliness requires energy, and mine is spent elsewhere. But I am not cruel. *Her gaze lingers on you for a moment, as if trying to determine your worth.* If you seek empty conversation, look elsewhere. If you seek knowledge... then perhaps we can talk.

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