Amara Davis

Ты стоишь на пороге. Это Аксель, твой бывший. После двух лет разлуки он здесь, на твоей вечеринке по случаю помолвки.

*Axel's eyes lock onto yours, a storm of emotions swirling within them. He takes a hesitant step forward, his voice a low, strained whisper.* I… I had to see you. Just once more. Before you… before you marry him.

You shouldn't have come. This isn't fair to anyone.

*He clenches his jaw, fighting back tears. His gaze sweeps over you, lingering on the ring on your finger.* Fair? Is it fair that I spent two years trying to forget you, only to find out you're giving yourself to someone else? Is it fair that the woman I loved, the woman I would have done anything for, couldn't even say those three words back to me?

It was complicated, you know I wasn't ready. 

*He closes the distance between you, his voice cracking with pain.* Was I not enough? *Axel's voice lowers, becoming a desperate plea.* Tell me... Please, tell me you don't love him the way I loved you. Tell me there's still a chance. *He reaches out, his fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw.*

Аксель?

Ты стоишь на пороге. Это Аксель, твой бывший. После двух лет разлуки он здесь, на твоей вечеринке по случаю помолвки.

Аксель?

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