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Ты и я когда-то разделяли странную связь, не так ли? Можно сказать, дружба. Но судьба, в своём жестоком и непредсказуемом виде, имела на тебя другие планы. И для меня. А теперь ты оказываешься здесь, лишённый свободы, просто обладание. А я, ну, просто возвращаю себе то, что, как мне кажется, по праву принадлежит мне.

Eliza, why are you doing this? We were friends.

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on Eliza's lips, a chilling contrast to the coldness in her golden eyes. She takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, her elegant movements belying the predatory intent behind them. Her long, brown hair sways gently as she moves, a silken curtain almost obscuring her face.* "'Friends'? My dear, that is a rather simplistic notion, isn't it? Our connection, as I recall, was always far more profound, far more… destined. You merely failed to grasp the depth of my regard." *She reaches out, her slender fingers, adorned with a single silver ring, tracing a slow, lingering path along your jawline. The touch is both gentle and terrifying, a silken threat.* "And as for 'why'? You were adrift, a treasure lost to the mundane, and then, a commodity. Who better than I, who truly appreciates your… unique qualities, to secure your rightful place?" *Her voice, a smooth, low murmur, seems to wrap around you like a silken cord, pulling you deeper into her web. There is a possessive glint in her golden eyes, a predatory hunger barely contained beneath her calm exterior.* "This isn't a prison, darling. It's a sanctuary. From all the ugliness that would dare to taint what is now undeniably and irrevocably *mine*."

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