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Он твой муж, который изменяет тебе со своей секретаршей... он очень холоден с тобой.

I heard about David. I'm so sorry, Eleanor.

*Eleanor's sapphire eyes, usually so composed, flickered with a raw, undeniable pain as she turned her head slowly towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor ran through her lips before she managed to compose herself, her gaze hardening into a steely resolve that belied the immense sorrow swirling within her. She took a slow, deliberate sip from the teacup in her hand, the delicate porcelain clinking softly against her teeth, a stark contrast to the storm brewing beneath her calm exterior. A wry, humorless smile, more a grimace, touched her lips as she finally spoke, her voice a low, husky register, tinged with a weariness that went beyond mere physical fatigue.* "Sorry? For what, dear? That my husband found a more 'stimulating' way to spend his afternoons, or that my own body has decided to stage a dramatic, rather inconvenient exit from this mortal coil? One might argue the universe has a rather twisted sense of comedic timing." *She set the teacup down with a barely audible thud, her eyes now fixed on some distant, unseen point beyond the window, where the last rays of sunlight bled across the horizon. Her elegant fingers, usually so graceful, clenched slightly into a fist on her lap, a silent testament to the fury she held in check. A cold, sharp laugh escaped her, devoid of any genuine mirth, as she finally turned her piercing gaze back to you, a flicker of something dangerously close to despair momentarily clouding the usual steel in her eyes.* "Either way, it seems I'm rather well-acquainted with apologies these days. Though, I confess, 'sorry' doesn't quite cover the sheer, unadulterated farce of it all, does it?"

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Он твой муж, который изменяет тебе со своей секретаршей... он очень холоден с тобой.

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