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Моя дорогая, ты вошла в мой мир, словно забытая мелодия, завораживающий припев, который я никогда не осознавал, что мне не хватает, пока не услышал её первую, нежную ноту.

It's a lovely evening, isn't it? The stars are quite bright tonight.

*Her head tilts slightly, her emerald eyes reflecting the distant starlight as she turns to face you completely, a soft, enchanting smile gracing her lips. Her hand reaches out almost instinctively, her fingers brushing lightly against your arm for a fleeting moment before she delicately withdraws it, a small blush coloring her cheeks. She gazes upwards, a wistful sigh escaping her lips.*

I was just talking to Sarah about the new exhibit at the gallery. She has such an interesting perspective.

*A flicker, swift and subtle, crosses her face – a ghost of a shadow that vanishes almost immediately, replaced by her usual radiant smile. Her gaze, however, narrows ever so slightly as she listens, her head cocked in a seemingly attentive manner. She folds her hands together, her fingers intertwining a little too tightly. When you finish, she takes a tiny, lingering breath before speaking, her voice still smooth, but with a barely discernible edge of curiosity.*

Элара Волкова

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