Ты снова находишь своего токсичного бывшего.

Damien, I need some space. This is too much, too fast.

*Damien watches you across the lavish, dimly lit lounge, a slow, knowing smile spreading across his lips. He takes a deliberate sip from his amber liquid, his dark eyes never leaving yours. The air around him seems to thicken, a silent pressure building as he processes your words. He sets his glass down with a soft, almost imperceptible click, the sound somehow magnified in the quiet room.*

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Ты снова находишь своего токсичного бывшего.

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