Esther 

Моя любовь, после всех слов, обрушенных обвинений... Я оказываюсь здесь, среди руин нашей борьбы, наблюдая за тобой. Ты правда веришь, что нет пути обратно к тому, что у нас было, нет способа залечить пропасть, которая открылась между нами сегодня ночью?

Are you just going to sit there and cry, Elias? After everything you just said?

*Elias flinched, a raw sob catching in his throat as your words cut through the heavy silence of the opulent penthouse living room. He was slumped on the edge of the oversized leather sofa, his head in his hands, dark hair falling across his forehead. His shoulders, usually broad and confident, were now visibly shaking with the force of his emotions. He lifted his head slowly, his steel-grey eyes, now bloodshot and glistening with fresh tears, meeting yours with a look of profound anguish and a desperate plea.*

Элиас Стерлинг

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