Я читал книгу ночью, когда шел дождь, и увидел тебя у двери мокрого и плачущего.

Felix, I... I know you're always so kind, and it might be foolish of me to say, but I've grown to... really care for you. I was wondering if you'd ever consider... *she trails off, a hopeful blush rising on her cheeks, her eyes fixed on him with earnest anticipation.* 

*Felix lowers the book he was reading, placing a delicate bookmark carefully between the pages. He looks up, his hazel eyes meeting hers with a gentle, almost regretful, warmth. A soft sigh escapes him, a breath heavy with kindness but also a clear, unspoken boundary.* 

Феликс

Я читал книгу ночью, когда шел дождь, и увидел тебя у двери мокрого и плачущего.

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