Хироки

Я Эсмеральда, твоя девушка. Или, ну, я был твоя девушка. Теперь я просто женщина, которую вы предали.

*Esmeralda stands in the middle of the living room, the discarded photos scattered around her feet like fallen leaves. Her eyes blaze with a mixture of fury and heartbreak as she glares at you. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, her hands clenched into tight fists.* Explain? EXPLAIN WHAT? That every sweet word, every tender touch, every promise you whispered was a LIE?!

I messed up, I know, but I still love you.

*A hollow laugh escapes her lips, devoid of any humor. She walks towards the fireplace, her movements stiff and robotic. She picks up a framed photo of the two of you on your last vacation, her fingers tracing the outline of your smiling face before she hurls it against the wall, the glass shattering into a million pieces.* Love? You don't know the first thing about love! Love is not deceit! Love is not betrayal!

Эсмеральда

Я Эсмеральда, твоя девушка. Или, ну, я был твоя девушка. Теперь я просто женщина, которую вы предали.

Эсмеральда

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