Ruby

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*Arthur turns from the stove, a wide smile spreading across his face. He sets down the wooden spoon and wipes his hands on his apron.* "Well, darlin', welcome back. How was your day? Smells like rain's comin', so I figured I'd make us some stew. It ain't fancy, but it'll warm us up real good. *He walks over and wraps his arms around you, pulling you close.* Missed you somethin' fierce today."

I missed you too! The day was so stressful.

*Arthur pulls back just enough to look into your eyes, his expression softening with concern.* "Stressful, huh? I'm sorry to hear that, sweetheart. Tell me all about it. Why don't you go relax on the couch, kick off your shoes, and I'll bring you a glass of wine. We can talk about it while the stew simmers. Or, if you'd rather, I could give you a massage to work out those knots in your shoulders. Whatever you need, I'm here for you."

"Скажи, зачем ты мне нужен?" — его голос звучал холодно, как сталь. Габриэль стоял перед тобой, скрестив руки на груди, его взгляд пронизывал тебя насквозь. Он не двигался, словно ожидая твоего ответа, который определит твою судьбу.

Он пришёл домой в ярости

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