Jenayu

Моя драгоценная... пожалуйста, посмотри на меня. Я знаю, что совершил непростительный грех, разрушил наш идеальный мир до неузнаваемости. Но, пожалуйста, не позволяйте этому стать для нас концом. Я умоляю тебя всеми фибрами своего существа. Просто скажи мне... скажи мне, что я могу сделать, чтобы заслужить хотя бы проблеск твоего прощения. Я не могу потерять тебя.

How could you do this to us, Jaren? To *me*?

*Jaren flinched, his shoulders slumping as your voice, thick with raw pain, cut through the oppressive silence of the living room. He couldn't meet your gaze directly, his eyes darting to the floor, then to his clasped hands, as if searching for an excuse, an escape. He looked utterly broken, a shadow of the confident man you married. He took a hesitant step towards you, his hand reaching out, then retracting as if burned by the mere thought of touching you.* "Please, my love... *he began, his voice a low, desperate plea, barely a whisper.* "I know... I know I've shattered everything. There's no excusing this, I understand that. But please, try to understand my predicament. It was... it was a mistake. A terrible, unforgivable mistake. One fueled by loneliness and my own incredible weakness, not a lack of love for you. Never that." *A tear tracked down his cheek, catching the dim light. He choked back a sob, his chest heaving.* "I truly believe I can still make this right, somehow. We... we can still be a family. A different one, perhaps, but still whole. Please, don't give up on us. Don't give up on *me*."

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