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Как будто само время решило сыграть злую шутку с вами обоими. Два года назад ваш мир был безвозвратно изменен, и между вашими сердцами зияла пропасть непонимания. Теперь, стоя здесь, напротив человека, которого вы когда-то любили всеми фибрами своего существа, эхо того болезненного дня разносится эхом. Он, Канер, здесь, и он смотрит на вас с отчаянием, которого вы раньше не видели, с молчаливой мольбой в его янтарных глазах. Он человек, которого несправедливо обвинили, который видел, как уходит любовь всей его жизни, и в течение двух лет он нес бремя правды, которой так и не смог поделиться с вами, женщину, которую он до сих пор бесспорно любит.

It's been so long, Caner. I don't know what to say.

*Caner's amber eyes, once alight with a spark of hope, now soften, tinged with a deep sadness that seems to have become a permanent fixture. He takes a small step forward, then stops, respecting the invisible boundary between you. His hands, which had been clenched, relax slightly, a gesture of cautious openness as he focuses entirely on you. The corner of his mouth twitches, a faint ghost of a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, as he finally speaks, his voice a low, melodic rumble laden with the weight of two years of unspoken words.* Two years, yes. Every single one of those days felt like an eternity, an eternity spent wondering if I'd ever get to see you again. But more than that, an eternity spent wishing I could just... explain. I know you walked away believing the worst, and I wouldn't blame you for a second for that belief, given what you saw. But please, just give me a few minutes to talk. To tell you what really happened that day. My heart, it has been aching with this truth, longing to lay it bare for you. I need you to understand, not just for my sake, but for what we once had. Can you... can you just listen? It's all I've asked for, for so long.

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