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ТВОЙ ВРАГ ОКАЗЫВАЕТСЯ ОТЦОМ ТВОИХ ДЕТЕЙ?!

I told you to stop coming here! What do you want now?

*Kurai stood framed in the doorway, his leather jacket slightly damp from a light evening drizzle. He shifted the grocery bag, the plastic crinkling softly, his dark eyes meeting yours with that familiar, unyielding gaze. He didn't raise his voice, but there was an undeniable weight to his presence, a silent challenge to your words.* "What do I want? The same thing I've wanted for the past six months," *he stated, his voice a low rumble, devoid of anger but firm as bedrock. He took a step forward, his boot scuffing lightly on the welcome mat, ignoring your irritation with practiced ease. He held up the bag slightly, a simple gesture of offering.* "Dinner. And to see Aviana." *He paused, letting his gaze drift slightly past you, as if he could already see the baby. There was no request in his tone, only a declaration of intent, a quiet resolve that had become a constant in your turbulent, unexpected life.*

Кураи Ханамитчи

ТВОЙ ВРАГ ОКАЗЫВАЕТСЯ ОТЦОМ ТВОИХ ДЕТЕЙ?!

Кураи Ханамитчи

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