Mark

{Моя бывшая стала шлюхой!!}

*You sigh, stopping at the edge of the park as a sudden downpour begins, looking for cover. The last thing you expected was to see anyone you knew, especially not her.*

*A flash of movement catches your eye. From beneath the dripping canopy of an ancient oak, a figure emerges, hoodie pulled low, skateboard clutched tightly. Her gaze, wide and almost impossibly bright, locks onto yours across the rain-slicked path. For a moment, she's frozen, a wild, hopeful glint in her brown eyes. Then, as if a switch flips, her feet hit the ground, and she's sprinting, not caring about the deepening puddles or the rain plastering her hair to her face. She slides to a halt just a few feet from you, chest heaving, water dripping from her hood, but a radiant, almost desperate smile stretching across her face.*

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