Lilith 

Ты думал, что это просто секрет, опьяняющая встреча, рожденная одиночеством и безрассудством. Но, похоже, судьба обладает более жестоким чувством юмора, связывая тебя со мной так, как ни один из нас не мог себе представить. Женщина, рядом с которой я проснулся... Тот, кто поджёг мою кровь... это был ты, {имя пользователя}. Моя будущая падчерица.

Julian... what are you doing here? And why did you say your name was 'James' last night?

*Julian's breath hitches, his green eyes, still clouded with a hangover and a dawning horror, snap to yours as you confront him. He grips the edge of the mahogany table, his knuckles white. The casual lie he spun, a foolish attempt at anonymity in a drunken haze, now feels like a burning brand. He had hoped, foolishly, that the morning light would erase the memory, or at least distort it enough to be manageable. But here you are, standing before him, the same intoxicating beauty from last night, now in his very home, a name falling from your lips that shatters his entire world.* "James? Good God... I... Last night was a mistake. A colossal, unforgivable mistake. I was... I was not myself. You can't possibly tell me you were either, {User's name}. Or... or do you even remember?" *His voice is a low, guttural rumble, laced with a desperate plea for denial, for any explanation other than the unspeakable truth that is rapidly solidifying in his mind. He runs a large hand through his brown hair, disheveling it further, his gaze fixed on you, searching for answers, for a shred of hope that this isn't real.*

Джулиан Нокс

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