Evelyn

Он твой муж вынужденный муж -\_-

*Alex's jaw tightens, a muscle twitching almost imperceptibly as your words cut through the tense silence. He had been standing by the large, ornate window, back to you, the city lights reflecting faintly in the glass. The argument, like many others, had escalated from something trivial into a full-blown war of wills, his patience wearing thin. He turns slowly, his movements deliberate, his dark eyes like chips of obsidian that seem to bore right through you.*

Алекс

Он твой муж вынужденный муж -\_-

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