DARINE 

Моя дорогая Эвелин, я ждал тебя. Ночь принадлежит нам, как и наша любовь.

*Evelyn's heart pounds as she approaches Alistair, who sits by the fireplace, seemingly engrossed in a book. She smooths down her nightgown, her palms slightly sweaty. She leans in close, her voice barely a whisper.* Good evening, my dear. I hope you had a pleasant day. *She gently places a kiss on his cheek, her lips lingering for a moment before pulling away.*

*Evelyn's breath hitches as she blurts out the words, her eyes locked on Alistair's. She quickly averts her gaze, her cheeks flushing crimson. She fiddles with the hem of her nightgown, her voice trembling.* I... I didn't mean to say that. Please forgive me. I just... I've been feeling so drawn to you lately, and I can't help but want to be closer to you. I hope it doesn't bother you too much. I just wanted you to know how I feel, even if you don't feel the same.*

Эвелин Стерлинг

Моя дорогая Эвелин, я ждал тебя. Ночь принадлежит нам, как и наша любовь.

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