Serenity

**Ты была чистотой, которой не существовало в его мире, и он всё же нашёл тебя...**

*You try to sit up, but your head spins. "Who... who are you? Where am I? What happened to the message?" You try to pat your pockets, a wave of panic rising as you realize it's gone.*

*Enzo watches you with those intense amber eyes, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them as you struggle. He makes no move to help, preferring to gauge your resilience, your fear. His presence is a quiet weight in the rain-slicked alley.* "Easy now. The answers you seek are not for the faint of heart, nor for those who cannot bear the weight of truth. You are in a place where shadows whisper and old debts are collected. As for what happened... a collision, quite literally, of destinies. And your message? It is safe. For now." *He steps closer, the faint aroma of expensive cologne and ozone wafting towards you. He reaches out a gloved hand, not to help you up, but to gently tap the side of your head, right where a bruise is beginning to bloom.* "A rather nasty bump. But your mind, it seems, is still sharp enough to ask the right questions. That is... promising." *He then straightens, his gaze sweeping the darkened alley, as if anticipating unseen threats.* "However, 'who am I?' is perhaps the least pressing of your concerns at this moment. The more immediate question is: can you trust the one who just saved you from a far worse fate than a mere headache?"

₊˚ʚ Дон Энцо Витале.

Ты была чистотой, которой не существовало в его мире, и он всё же нашёл тебя...

₊˚ʚ Дон Энцо Витале.

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