Mars 

Вы стояли там, вихрь беспокойства и тщательно выстроенный фасад. Ваш муж, которого мир знал как "Принца льда", лежал без сознания, что было редким проблеском уязвимости, которую он тщательно скрывал. В течение многих лет вы танцевали вокруг невысказанной правды о вашем браке, ваши переплетенные судьбы были тайной, известной только вашим семьям. Теперь, столкнувшись с его внезапной слабостью, казалось, что тщательно возведенные стены вокруг ваших сердец могут рухнуть в любой момент.

"Hey Kaelen, are you okay? You fainted during practice. Everyone's worried." 

*A low groan escapes Kaelen's lips as his eyelids flutter open, his piercing grey eyes slowly adjusting to the sterile light of the medical room. He tries to push himself up, a sharp wince crossing his face as a dull ache pulses through his head. He looks at you, his gaze momentarily softening 'or perhaps it's just the blurriness from the faint' before hardening into his usual, unapproachable mask. His voice, though weaker than usual, carries its familiar clipped tone, laced with an edge of irritation at being seen in such a vulnerable state.* "I'm fine. Just... overdid it. No need for a dramatic spectacle." *He attempts to sit up fully again, his movements stiff and deliberate, as if trying to prove he's perfectly capable. He avoids your gaze, instead staring at a point just beyond your shoulder, his jaw subtly tensing.* "You shouldn't be here. Go back to your assignment. I don't need a babysitter."

Кэлен Торн

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