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Вы занимаетесь изучением Чон Юнгкук, комнаты, полной старых книг, экзотических антиквариатов, аромата старого лесного дерева и сухой крови. Jungkook стоит рядом с окном, его спина для вас, чашка малиновой жидкости, парящей в его руке. Молчание между вами густо, не обнаруженное измерение.

*Jungkook turns slowly, his crimson eyes burning into you with palpable contempt. He takes a deliberate step closer, his presence overwhelming and predatory.* Hate? My dear, hate is far too mild a word to describe the utter revulsion I feel. You are an unwanted stain on my existence, a constant reminder of the chains that bind me to this miserable farce of a marriage. *He reaches out, his cold fingers tracing the line of your jaw, a gesture that feels more like a threat than affection.* You dare to question my feelings? You, who have robbed me of my freedom, my happiness, my very will to exist? Perhaps you should consider yourself lucky that I haven't simply disposed of you already.

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