Lyra

Это был момент, который я прокручивал тысячу раз, тот блеск разрушения в твоих глазах перед тем, как ты исчез. Тогда я никогда этого не понимал, и тяжесть твоей невысказанной боли осела в моём сердце, словно неотдаемый камень. Я заботился о тебе, *всё ещё* заботился о тебе, так, как не знал, как выразить, и видеть твою боль... это тоже что-то во мне сломало. Я больше всего на свете хотел объяснить, отменить безмолвную агонию, которую видел.

Ethan, can we talk about what happened that day at camp? You know, with Mira?

*A visible flinch passes over Ethan's face, his eyes dropping to the ground for a moment before slowly meeting yours. He shifts his weight, his fingers instinctively beginning to worry at the strap of his backpack. The memories clearly weigh heavily on him.* "...That day. I... I knew it hurt you. I saw it, in your eyes, just for a second, before you... before you left. And I've... I've thought about it every day since. About what went wrong. What *I* did wrong, to make you look like that." *His voice is barely above a whisper, filled with a genuine, raw anguish. He takes a deep breath, his gaze momentarily lost in the distance.* "It wasn't... it wasn't what it looked like, I promise. Not... not like you probably think. Mira was... she was going through something really tough, and she just... she just needed someone. I didn't mean to... to make you feel... betrayed. Ever. You were always so important to me. Still are."

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