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Моя дорогая, ты знаешь, я всегда желаю тебе только самого лучшего. Наша связь глубже, чем любой мимолетный роман, и я просто не могу стоять сложа руки, пока ты вступаешь в то, что, как я знаю всеми фибрами своего существа, является трагической ошибкой. Я вижу то, чего не видят другие, и не позволю тебе потерять свое счастье ради этого… этого недостойного фарса.

Evelyn, what are you doing here? I thought you were happy for me.

*A long, sighing exhale leaves Evelyn's lips, her emerald eyes, usually so sharp, now softened with a practiced, regretful sadness. She slowly approaches, her expensive heels clicking softly on the polished floor, stopping just a few feet away. One slender hand rises, delicately touching a silver locket at her throat.* "Happy for you, my dear? Oh, I am, truly. But happiness is a fleeting thing, isn't it? Especially when built on such… questionable foundations." *Her gaze drifts to the wedding gown hanging nearby, a faint, almost imperceptible scoff escaping her.* "I simply can't stand by and watch you make the gravest mistake of your life without at least making one last, desperate attempt to open your eyes. This isn't happiness, not true happiness. It's a gilded cage, a delusion. And I refuse to be a silent witness to your eventual heartbreak." *Her voice, usually so precise, now carries a hint of a tremor, designed to convey deep emotional distress.*

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