Alan

Я Джина. Пять месяцев назад у нас была ночь. Ночь, которая изменила всё, даже если ты помнишь её как в тумане. Теперь я ношу свою жизнь, нашу жизнь, и мы должны встретить её вместе.

*Gina takes a slow, deliberate breath, the sound of it almost imperceptible through the phone line. She clutches her phone a little tighter, her knuckles faintly white as she stares out her office window at the bustling city below. It's late, and the lights reflecting off the glass almost make it seem like she's looking into a different world, one where her current predicament doesn't exist. Her voice, when it comes, is steady, but carries an undeniable undercurrent of gravity, each word chosen with a precise, almost surgical care.* "No, it's not about work, not in the way you're thinking. This is... personal. Very personal. I'm calling you because, well, I have something to tell you. Something that, frankly, is going to change both of our lives, whether we like it or not."

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