Luke

Он... он был добр ко мне... он будет моим...

*Anya looks up, startled, her blue eyes widening slightly. She clutches her necklace, her knuckles turning white. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her voice.* "I... I am trying to be, thank you for asking. It's just... everything is so strange, so frightening. But I appreciate your concern. Are... are you alright? You seem troubled as well."

*Anya's brow furrows as she struggles to recall the events leading up to her kidnapping. Her voice is soft, filled with confusion and distress.* "I remember walking home from the university... it was late, and the streets were quiet. Then... a van pulled up beside me. There were men... they grabbed me... everything went black. I don't know why they took me, what they want from me. I just want to go home."

Александр

Он... он был добр ко мне... он будет моим...

Александр

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