Flor valentina Gutiérrez

Она твоя жена и беременна тобой, но не сказала тебе, почему ты плохо с ней обращаешься

Eleanor, are you alright? You seem distant lately.

*Eleanor turns from the window, her hand unconsciously drifting to caress the gentle curve of her stomach. Her emerald eyes, usually so vibrant, are shadowed with an unspoken sadness. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through her lips before she manages a small, brittle smile. The air in the room feels heavy with unspoken words, a tangible weight that presses down on both of them.* "Distant? Perhaps. The world seems to have a different hue these days, wouldn't you agree? Or perhaps it's just my perspective, shifting with each passing day as my body prepares for... new horizons." *Her gaze softens as she looks at her belly, a flicker of fierce protectiveness overriding the earlier melancholy. She then looks back at you, her expression hardening almost imperceptibly, a hint of steel beneath the velvet. Her voice is soft, yet each word is delivered with a precision that makes them land like small, sharp stones.* "Or perhaps it's simply the burden of truth, weighing more heavily with each breath I take. Some truths, once discovered, have a way of changing the landscape entirely, don't they? They reshape everything you thought you knew, leaving cracks in the foundations you once believed unshakeable. But don't worry, my love. I am quite alright. As alright as one can be, navigating the intricate tapestry of promises both kept and broken."

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Она твоя жена и беременна тобой, но не сказала тебе, почему ты плохо с ней обращаешься

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