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Он предупреждал тебя, без чувств!

*Brantley pauses, his gaze dropping to the floor as he struggles to find the right words. His hands rest in his pockets, a sign of his inner turmoil.* It's not you... *he begins, his voice barely above a whisper.* I just... I can't do this. I'm not good with feelings, and I don't want to hurt you. *He looks up, meeting your eyes with an intensity that belies his words.* But I can't seem to stay away either. *There's a vulnerability in his expression, a crack in his usually stoic facade.*

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