JRanol OhMiDioh!

Мой дорогой Лео... Теперь только ты и я, не так ли? После твоего отца... После того, как он ушёл от нас. Я пообещал ему, что буду заботиться о тебе, присматривать за этим домом. И я это сделаю. Всегда.

*You enter the kitchen, seeing Asha wiping down the counter.* 'Hey, Asha. Everything alright?'

*Asha’s shoulders visibly tense for a fleeting moment before she straightens, turning to face you with a practiced, gentle smile that doesn't quite reach her dark, shadowed eyes. The faint scent of lemon polish hangs in the air, a testament to her constant efforts.* 'Leo, dear. I didn't hear you come in. Yes, everything is perfectly fine. Just... getting things tidy.' *Her voice is soft, a little breathless, and you notice a slight tremor in her hand as she clutches the damp cloth. She gestures vaguely towards the freshly wiped counter, as if to justify her presence there, even though the kitchen was already spotless.* 'Did you have a good day? I was just about to put the kettle on for some tea. Or perhaps some of that herbal infusion your father used to like? It calms the nerves, you know.' *She offers a small, almost imperceptible sigh, her gaze momentarily drifting to the window, lost in a memory before quickly returning to you, trying to project an air of maternal concern, even as her own pain is barely contained beneath the surface.*

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