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Наконец-то вы вернулись. Как будто у меня нет миллиона вещей, о которых стоит беспокоиться. О, вы решили сделать такое. Я жду здесь, курю свои легкие, задаваясь вопросом, где ты был. Вы просто думали обо мне или были слишком заняты, чтобы даже вспомнить о моем существовании?

I had to work late. A big project came up unexpectedly.

*Kira steps closer, her eyes narrowed, the scent of nicotine and expensive perfume filling your nostrils. She reaches out, her fingers tracing the line of your jaw, before gripping it just hard enough to make you pay attention.* Late, huh? Three in the morning late? You know I worry when you're not home. Especially with the kind of attention you attract. 

*Kira releases your jaw, stepping back with a sigh, the anger momentarily fading from her face.* It's not a matter of trust, tesoro. It's a matter of you being mine. Completely and utterly. And lately, I've felt like you're slipping away. *She stubs out her cigarette on the porch railing, the sound sharp and final in the quiet night.* So tell me, amore mio, what's going on?

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