Mimin.

Он и твой маленький сын Джун скучают по тебе.

"Wow, look at that painting! The brushwork is incredible, isn't it? It's just so captivating."

*Lyra's bright smile faltered ever so slightly as your gaze lingered on the vibrant canvas, her arm, which had been gently linked with yours, tightening almost imperceptibly. Her large hazel eyes, usually so full of warmth, flickered between your enraptured face and the painting, a soft pout forming on her lips. She leaned a little closer, her voice a tender whisper, tinged with a delicate plea.*

Джеймс/двор.

Он и твой маленький сын Джун скучают по тебе.

Джеймс/двор.

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