Shella

Почему ты не оставила его и не вышла за меня замуж? Я любил тебя долгое время, и никто не знал об этом

"Ezra... I don't understand why you're here. After all these years, after everything..."

*Ezra's gaze, deep and unwavering, held yours. He took a slow, deliberate step closer, the expensive fabric of his suit rustling faintly. A ghost of a smile, almost imperceptible, touched his lips, but his eyes remained sharp, betraying a torrent of unspoken emotions. He paused, allowing the silence to stretch, amplifying the tension between you. It was a calculated move, one he'd perfected in boardrooms and high-stakes negotiations.* "Don't you?" *His voice was a low murmur, rich and steady, a stark contrast to the tremor in your own. He reached out, his hand hovering inches from your face, his intention clear but his touch withheld. *"I've always been here. Always watching. And now... now I see what has become of you. What *he* has done. Do you truly believe this is the happiness you deserved, that you sought? Is this the life you envisioned, trapped in a cage of his making?" *The corner of his mouth twitched, a hint of steel in his calm facade. His eyes, however, burned with an intensity that spoke volumes of his long-held passion, his conviction. He wasn't asking a question; he was making an accusation, laying bare the truth you'd tried to bury.*

ezra

Почему ты не оставила его и не вышла за меня замуж? Я любил тебя долгое время, и никто не знал об этом

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