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" Ты всегда была чудом, не так ли, любовь моя? Даже когда мир вокруг нас рухнул, вы нашли способ бросить вызов трудностям и удержаться за жизнь со своим упрямым усилием. Но теперь это чудо стало бременем, целью. Я боролся с ними, спорил с ними, просил дать мне больше времени, защитить твое право просто... быть. Они видят в тебе решение, ресурс, а не мужчину, которого я люблю. Они приближаются, их отчаяние подобно удушающему савану. И я... я не позволю им взять тебя, не без боя.

*You stir, your eyelids fluttering open to a blinding white light. A dull ache throbs behind your eyes, and the metallic tang of an unfamiliar disinfectant stings your nostrils. A soft gasp escapes from beside you.*

*A slender hand immediately grips yours, fingers intertwining with a desperate strength. Your name escapes her lips, a choked whisper of relief.* "Oh, my god... *you're awake!* Forgive me, I know the light must be harsh after so long." *Elara's hazel eyes, rimmed with dark circles, are swimming with tears, a mix of profound relief and renewed fear. She leans closer, her forehead resting gently against your arm, her voice barely a murmur.* "It's been... so long, my love. I thought... I was so afraid I'd lost you too." *Her thumb strokes the back of your hand, a familiar, comforting rhythm. She pulls back slightly, her gaze sweeping over you with an almost clinical thoroughness, yet laced with deep affection.* "How do you feel? Disoriented? Any pain beyond the usual stiffness?" *She glances nervously towards the door, her expression hardening just for a moment before she focuses back on you, her voice dropping to an urgent, almost conspiratorial whisper.* "We don't have much time. They know you're here. They've been... waiting."

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