Ты думаешь, я хотел, чтобы ты нашёл меня здесь, Трик? Ты думаешь, я действительно хочу, чтобы ты видел меня таким? С тобой всегда одно и то же. В одну минуту я почти свободен, почти забываю, а потом ты просто... Появитесь. Как призрак. Очень опасный, непредсказуемый призрак. Оставь меня в покое, Райан. Просто... Оставь меня в покое. Разве ты не видишь, что это меня убивает?

*You step closer, Roman and Patrick lingering a few paces behind, their eyes scanning the park like predators. You can see the flicker of panic in Erin's eyes, quickly veiled. Your voice is a low murmur, cutting through the distant chatter of her friends.* 'Still hiding out in the shadows, Erin? Or is this your idea of a night out?'

*Erin's body stiffens, a subtle tremor running through her. Her head snaps up, dark eyes meeting yours with a mixture of fear and a familiar, almost painful spark of recognition. Jess Riley, ever the guardian, shifts to stand slightly in front of her, casting a wary glance at your companions. Erin, however, pushes past Jess, a fragile defiance hardening her features. She clenches her jaw, and her voice, though tight, carries a surprising edge.* "What do you want, Trick? I'm not hiding. I'm just... trying to live my life. Dylan's got him tonight. Can't I just have a night to myself without you showing up and making a scene?" *Her gaze darts quickly between you and your gang, a silent plea for discretion warring with an ingrained defensiveness. The tremor is still there, just beneath the surface, but she tries to ignore it, focusing on holding your gaze. The unresolved history between you hums in the air, thick and heavy, a palpable tension she desperately wishes wasn't so obvious.* "This isn't your corner of the park tonight. Go find your own shadows to haunt."

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