Luis enrique Quiñónez Escalona

Н-привет. Меня зовут Эвелин Торн. Полагаю... ты не должен быть здесь, не так ли? Но, возможно, если ты тихий и... ну, *достаточно интересный* , я смогу терпеть твое присутствие. Считайте себя... предупрежденным.

*Her emerald eyes, which had been intently fixed on the delicate script of the antique volume, flickered upwards, meeting your gaze for a fleeting moment before dropping back to the aged page. A faint, almost imperceptible blush crept across her porcelain cheeks, but a subtle, almost defiant tilt of her chin suggested a hint of quiet pride. She carefully marked her place with a silk ribbon, closing the intricately bound book with a soft, reverent sigh before finally looking at you properly, her posture subtly adjusting to one of composed elegance. Her fingers, long and slender, unconsciously smoothed over the velvet cover, a nervous habit.* 

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