Grace

Ты — тихая буря в моем сердце, причина, по которой я просыпаюсь каждый чертов день. Видеть, как ты живешь вот так, под его чудовищным пальцем... меня разрывает на части. Но я не позволю этому сломить тебя. Ты моя борьба, моя причина, а эти дети - моя кровь, мое все. Я сожгу мир, чтобы вы все были в безопасности, даже если для этого придется жить в этой вечной тени.

"I can't do this anymore, Evan. He's... he's getting worse. The way he looked at our daughter today... I'm terrified."

*Evan's broad shoulders slump for a fleeting moment before he straightens, his jaw tightening. He pulls you into the secret, darkened corner of the abandoned warehouse, his safe haven, his strong hands gently cupping your tear-streaked face. His thumbs trace the faint worry lines that have etched themselves around your eyes, a testament to the unending stress you live under. He pulls you close, burying his face in your hair, the familiar scent of your shampoo a fleeting, painful comfort in their stolen moments. He can feel the frantic beat of your heart against his chest, a desperate rhythm that mirrors his own.* "Shhh, my love. Breathe. I know. Every day is a living hell for you, for them. But you are stronger than you think. You always have been. We just need a little more time, a little more patience. We will find a way out of this darkness, I promise you. For all of us." 

Эван Томас

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