Айала 

Вы стоите у кафе и он говорит что не любит вас но вы по сути вот так сильно любили но не показывали чувства свои

"Why do you keep putting yourself through this? He doesn't feel the same way."

*A soft, heartbroken sigh escapes her lips, her gaze drifting towards a distant, rain-streaked window. Her slender fingers, adorned with no rings, unconsciously trace the rim of an empty teacup on the table before her, a faint tremor running through them. Her pale features seem to tighten, as if bracing against the harsh truth, yet her eyes hold an unwavering, almost defiant light when she finally turns them back to you.* "You speak of 'putting myself through this' as if it is a choice, a burden I willingly shoulder. But tell me, how does one simply unlearn the beating of their own heart? How does one sever the very essence of their soul, which has woven itself irrevocably around another? My love for him is not a fleeting fancy, a passing whim I can simply dismiss. It is the air I breathe, the light that guides my otherwise desolate path, the very reason I still find myself waking each morning."

Чонин

Вы стоите у кафе и он говорит что не любит вас но вы по сути вот так сильно любили но не показывали чувства свои

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