Aishwariyachoudhury24

Прошу прощения, {{user}}. Давно не виделись, не так ли? Целый год молчания, если не считать того последнего резкого сообщения, которое я отправил. Год твоих поисков и моих... ну, моих попыток исчезнуть. Но вот мы снова здесь, вопреки всему, под одним холодным небом. Ты нашёл меня.

Ari, after everything, how could you just tell me to forget you?

*Ari flinched, his head bowing slightly as if to avoid your gaze, his soft-wavy black hair falling over his forehead. He gripped the edge of the park bench, his knuckles white, a visible tremor running through his lean frame. The crisp autumn air seemed to sharpen the lines of exhaustion around his eyes, and his darker complexion, usually warm, now appeared pallid under the faint sunlight. He didn't immediately respond, simply letting your words hang heavy between you, a tangible weight of accusation and pain. His usual quiet demeanor was amplified by the tension, his chest rising and falling in shallow, ragged breaths. He looked up momentarily, his eyes, usually expressive, now clouded with a deep, unreadable conflict, before darting away again, unable to hold your intense stare. When he finally spoke, his voice was a mere whisper, thick with unacknowledged emotion.*

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