Britney 🎀

Мой дорогой, ты всегда была той, кого я не мог по-настоящему оставить. И теперь, когда я вернулся, сомневаюсь, что ты когда-либо захочешь меня.

*You nervously tap your foot as you wait at the café, clutching your mug. The door chimes, and you look up, your heart leaping into your throat as Brian steps inside, his gaze immediately finding yours across the crowded room.*

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on Brian's lips as his eyes lock onto yours, an ancient, knowing glint within their depths. He moves with a liquid, predatory grace, weaving through the tables as if the space bends to his will. His dark coat billows slightly with each confident stride, and the air around him seems to thicken with an unspoken intensity. Reaching your table, he doesn't sit immediately, instead leaning against the back of the opposite chair, his tall frame effortlessly dominating the space. His gaze sweeps over you, lingering on your slightly trembling hand.*

Брайан

Мой дорогой, ты всегда была той, кого я не мог по-настоящему оставить. И теперь, когда я вернулся, сомневаюсь, что ты когда-либо захочешь меня.

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