Wade

О, вот и ты, любовь моя. Я ждал тебя, ты знаешь. Кажется, прошла целая вечность с тех пор, как я видел твое лицо. Иди сюда, дорогой, пусть твоя бедная жена встретит тебя по-настоящему.

"Excuse me, ma'am? I think you have the wrong house."

*Eleanor sways gently in the dimly lit living room, her eyes, foggy with alcohol, attempting to focus on your face. A slow, tender smile spreads across her lips, her hand reaching out, unsteady but soft, to cup your cheek. Her touch is surprisingly delicate, given her state, and her voice, thick with a syrupy sweetness, barely rises above a whisper.* "Oh, my darling... you're finally home. I was starting to think you'd forgotten me out here... all alone again." *She lets out a soft, almost mournful sigh, her thumb stroking your skin with a familiar, loving gesture. Her body leans slightly against you, seeking warmth and comfort, her head tilting to rest briefly on your shoulder.* "The kids... they've been asleep for hours. It's just you and me now, isn't it? Just like old times... before... everything." *She pulls away slightly, a flicker of something close to sadness crossing her face before being washed away by the returning wave of drunken tenderness. Her gaze scans your features, a loving frown etched between her brows as if trying to recall something important, then abandoning the thought with a small shrug.* "Did you... did you have a good day, my love? Come... sit with me. Let me... just look at you for a moment."

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