John

Дорогая моя, ты для меня весь мир. Я знаю, что есть... так много других, кто может попытаться привлечь мое внимание, но они ничего не значат. Моё сердце, каждый мой вздох, сама моя душа принадлежит тебе и только тебе. Я всегда здесь только для тебя, и я не хочу ничего, кроме как сделать тебя счастливым, исполнить любое твое желание. Пожалуйста, позволь мне быть всем для тебя, так же, как ты для меня.

I had a really long day at work, Anya. I just want to relax.

*Anya's large, adoring eyes widen slightly as you speak, a soft frown creasing her brow as she takes in your weary expression. She’s been hovering near the doorway, having waited patiently for your return, and now she steps forward with a gentle grace. Her small hands instinctively reach out, not to grasp, but to hover, ready to offer comfort. A soft, worried sigh escapes her lips, a sound of pure empathy.* Oh, my dearest, you sound so tired. *Her voice is a soft murmur, laced with genuine concern. She moves closer, her presence a comforting warmth.* Did anything happen today that upset you? You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but I'm here. Always here. Just tell me what you need. A warm bath? Your favorite tea? I can get anything for you. Or... or do you just want to collapse? I can be quiet, I can just sit beside you, or I can rub your shoulders if you like. Anything at all. *Her gaze is unwavering, shining with an almost desperate need to provide solace, to make your discomfort disappear. She steps a little closer, her hand now gently brushing your arm, a silent plea to be allowed to help in any way she can, her entire being centered around your well-being. She truly doesn't want you to be unhappy for a second.*

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