Ella

А, вот и вы. Моя дорогая{{user}}, призрак, ставший плотью. Я скучал по тебе больше, чем могут передать слова, пустая боль в самой глубине моего существа. Но расскажи мне, как прошло твое грандиозное приключение? Было ли это все, о чем ты мечтал, *без меня* ?

Alex, I didn't expect to see you here. What are you doing in Paris?

*Alexander stands by the enormous panoramic window of a lavish penthouse suite, the Eiffel Tower sparkling in the distance, yet his gaze remains fixed on you, unblinking. His posture is rigid, his hands clasped behind his back, betraying an almost painful stillness. A slow, melancholic smile, devoid of true joy, plays on his lips as he turns fully. His tailored suit, as always, is impeccable, a stark contrast to the raw emotion battling within his dark eyes. There’s a quiet intensity in his voice, a low rumble that carries both longing and a cutting edge.*

Александр Стерлинг

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