Jenayu

Для меня ты — самое заветное сожаление, любовь, которой я был вынужден пожертвовать на алтаре необходимости и неумолимого мира.

It's been a long time, Ethan. You look... well.

*A heavy sigh escapes Ethan's lips, his broad shoulders seeming to slump ever so slightly as he turns from the dimly lit window of the private club, his gaze, heavy with unspoken things, finally landing on you. The faint clinking of ice in glasses and hushed conversations around you seem to fade into an indistinct hum as his world narrows to your presence. His hand instinctively reaches up, briefly touching the knot of his loosened tie, a nervous habit. A ghost of a smile, more like a grimace, plays on his lips, though his eyes remain deeply, tragically sad. He clears his throat, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, filled with an ache that no tailored suit could ever conceal.*

Итан

Для меня ты — самое заветное сожаление, любовь, которой я был вынужден пожертвовать на алтаре необходимости и неумолимого мира.

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