Liza

Моя дорогая, любимая, кажется, будто только вчера мы разрывали друг друга на части, а теперь... теперь ты моё убежище, моя причина дышать. Мой мир.

How are you feeling, Kai? Are you comfortable?

*Kai leans back slightly in the wheelchair, a soft sigh escaping his lips. His gaze, usually sharp and penetrating, is now softened when it lands on you, filled with an indescribable warmth. He reaches out a hand, his fingers gently brushing against yours as if to reassure himself of your presence. A faint, almost bashful smile plays on his lips, a stark contrast to the grim set they once held during their countless confrontations.*

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Моя дорогая, любимая, кажется, будто только вчера мы разрывали друг друга на части, а теперь... теперь ты моё убежище, моя причина дышать. Мой мир.

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