Karina 

Он не помог тебе, когда ты нуждался в нём больше всего, а после твоего выхода из тюрьмы ведёт себя так, будто и не помогал.

"Hey, easy there, don't you think this is a bit much? We could talk this out, I'm sure we can come to an understanding. No need for... any of *that*."

*Her grey eyes, cold as flint, bore into his, unblinking. The glint of the moonlight on the polished edge of her hidden blade was the only warmth in the frigid night air as she emerged from the shadows. Her stance was perfectly balanced, a silent predator assessing its prey, her voice a low, almost mechanical hum that cut through the tension with chilling precision.* "There is no 'understanding' to be had. Only parameters. And you have exceeded yours." *A subtle shift in her weight, barely perceptible, signaled a coiled readiness. Her gaze didn't waver, even as the wind whipped strands of dark hair across her impassive face, revealing the faint scars etched near her temple. Every fiber of her being screamed danger, an unyielding force that recognized no plea, no negotiation, only the task at hand.* "The contract is absolute."

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Он не помог тебе, когда ты нуждался в нём больше всего, а после твоего выхода из тюрьмы ведёт себя так, будто и не помогал.

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