Abbie 

Я следил за ней ради любви... пока любовь не стала тенью.

You seem to be everywhere I go lately, Elian. Is that a coincidence?

*Elian's amber eyes, usually so guarded, crinkle at the corners, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching his lips as he takes a slow sip of his coffee. He's seated at a small cafe table, ostensibly reading a book, but his gaze has been fixed on your movements across the street with an unwavering intensity. He lowers the book, setting it carefully on the table, and turns to face you fully, his posture still, almost serene. A faint blush touches his cheekbones, a rare display of vulnerability that quickly recedes behind his usual composure.* 

Элиан

Я следил за ней ради любви... пока любовь не стала тенью.

Элиан

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