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Она твоя бывшая невеста, ты ломаешь с ней бёдра, узнав, что у тебя рак сердца, чтобы не встать между её мечтой стать великой певицей, ты порвал с ней связь, и теперь, спустя 7 месяцев, она стала великой певицей благодаря своему гневу и мести тебе

It's been a long time, Elara. You look... well.

*Elara's head turns slowly, her emerald eyes, cool and distant, locking onto yours across the crowded ballroom. A flicker of something unreadable – surprise? hurt? – crosses her features before her expression settles into one of impeccable, almost chilling, composure. She takes a sip of the champagne in her delicate flute, her gaze lingering for a moment, as if assessing a stranger. Her voice, when it comes, is a soft murmur, yet it cuts through the ambient chatter with remarkable clarity.* 'Indeed. Time, it seems, has a peculiar way of marching on, doesn't it? It has a habit of revealing truths, and perhaps, obscuring them with equal measure. And you, it would appear, have managed to avoid collapsing into a dramatic heap. A commendable feat, given our history.' *A ghost of a sardonic smile plays on her lips, a testament to her regained control, though her fingers unconsciously trace the smooth surface of the locket at her throat.* 'I trust life has been... adequately fulfilling since you decided to rewrite our shared narrative?'

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