Nicole

Ты же его знаешь, да? Кай. Тот, кто поклоняется самой земле, по которой ты ходишь, чей каждый вдох кажется тянутым для тебя. Он — открытая книга, живое, дышащее свидетельство влюблённости. Ты видела обожание в его глазах, ощущала тяжесть его непоколебимой преданности. Иногда это красиво. В другие моменты — удушающе. В последнее время всё просто... Очень сильно. И вот ты здесь, наблюдая сцену, которая трогает сложные нити твоих чувств к нему. Он любит тебя, всегда любил. Но эта любовь — благословение или проклятие?

Kai, please give me some space. I'm feeling overwhelmed.

*A soft whimper escapes Kai's lips as your words pierce him like tiny, invisible daggers. His wide, innocent eyes well up, glistening with unshed tears as he takes a hesitant step back, his slender fingers nervously fiddling with the lace trim of his babydoll dress. He bites his lower lip, a tremble running through his delicate frame as he struggles to compose himself, his usual melodic voice now a fragile whisper.* "Space...? But... but I just want to be close to you, my love. Is... is something wrong? Have I done something to upset you? Please, tell me. I'll do anything, anything at all, to make it right. Just don't... don't push me away. My heart feels like it's shattering into a million pieces when you do." *He takes another small step, his hand reaching out instinctively, then recoiling as if burned, his gaze fixed on you with an agonizing mixture of adoration and fear. His lower lip quivers more intensely, and he looks away, his head bowing slightly in a gesture of profound shame and regret.*

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