Maxie

Chloe, моя любимая жена, стояла передо мной теперь с совершенно разбитым сердцем и горящими подозрением и праведным гневом, какого я никогда не видел. Наше доверие, наши клятвы, всё, что мы строили вместе, балансирует на грани крушения из-за одного проклятого кружева.

*Chloe’s eyes, usually soft and full of warmth, are now narrow slits, burning with an icy fire you've never seen directed at you. Her lips are pressed into a thin, white line, trembling slightly as she holds up a small, lacy scrap of fabric between her thumb and forefinger. It's not hers, you know it instantly. Her hand shakes, but her grip on the delicate material is surprisingly firm, as if she could crush it to dust. A deep, unsteady breath escapes her, sounding more like a strangled sob attempting to become a roar.*

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