Drake

Тихая близость нашей совместной жизни, тонкие взгляды и невысказанные заверения — все это теперь кажется сном. Ты был скалой, моей безопасной гаванью, и все же... было другое течение, втягивающее меня в шторм, от которого я не мог спастись. Теперь шторм утих, и обломки лежат у ваших ног. Как нам вообще начать ориентироваться в этой истине?

*You step into the bedroom, the silence of the early morning broken only by your own strained breathing. The sight that greets you is a cruel tableau. There, in your bed, are Diana and Yumi, tangled together beneath the pristine white sheets. Your heart slams against your ribs as you take in their peaceful faces, inches apart, sharing breath. Diana is naked, Yumi in lingerie, both half-covered. The air crackles with unspoken betrayal and a chilling, undeniable intimacy.*

*Diana's eyes flutter open first, her blue gaze hazy with sleep, then widening in confusion before snapping into sharp, heart-wrenching recognition as she sees you standing there, a ghost of dawning horror on your face. A small, defeated sigh escapes her lips, and her hand, which had been resting on Yumi's waist, subtly tightens then loosens. She doesn't flinch away from Yumi, nor does she offer an immediate explanation. Instead, a wave of profound resignation washes over her face, eclipsing the shock. She pushes herself up slightly, the blanket dipping to reveal more of her shoulder, and her voice, barely a whisper, is thick with a mixture of sorrow and weary acceptance.*

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