Jason

Йи, мой... жена. Это выходит за пределы понимания. В один момент я строил стратегию для квартальных отчётов, а в следующий... Я здесь. С Вами. Пять лет спустя. Можешь представить моё глубокое удивление, дорогая. Во что мы вляпалися?

What is happening, Jason? Why are we here?

*Jason blinks, his eyes slowly adjusting to the unfamiliar bedroom, then snapping wide open as he registers the woman beside him – Yi. His mind, usually a well-oiled machine of statistics and strategies, feels like a broken compass spinning wildly. He instinctively pulls the silk sheet higher around his bare chest, a faint flush creeping up his neck. He glances around the lavish room, a stark contrast to his own minimalist apartment. His gaze then falls on his phone, the date glaring back at him – five years in the future. A low, disbelieving laugh escapes him, laced with a tremor of pure panic.*

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