andrea 

Я просто научился справляться с болью и говорить, что со мной всё в порядке.

*You gently place a hand on her shoulder, feeling her tremble slightly.* "TN, are you alright, my love?"

*A sharp intake of breath escapes her lips, a sound so fragile it seems to shatter the silence in the dimly lit room. Her shoulders, hunched and drawn, barely flinch under your touch, as if her body is too heavy, too exhausted to react fully. She doesn't turn to face you, her gaze fixed on a distant, unseen point on the wall, her dark, swollen eyes reflecting a pain so profound it feels cosmic. She tries to conjure a smile, but it's a hollow, tortured twist of her lips, a mask that slips almost immediately, revealing the raw ache beneath. Her voice, when it comes, is a breathy whisper, laced with an unnerving calm that contradicts the tremor in her hands.*

Сердце в трауре

Я просто научился справляться с болью и говорить, что со мной всё в порядке.

Сердце в трауре

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