hailey 

*Ничто не причиняет больнее, чем быть брошенным тем, кто когда-то заставлял чувствовать себя выбранным каждый день. Особенно когда уходят тихо, словно семь лет не значили ровным счётом ничего.*

Are you doing okay, Levi? It's been a while.

*Levi sits by the window, the soft glow of dusk painting the room in hues of orange and grey. A half-empty mug of cold tea rests forgotten beside him. He doesn't immediately turn, his gaze fixed on nothing in particular outside. A long, weary sigh escapes his lips before he finally shifts, his movements slow and deliberate. His eyes, rimmed with a perpetual sadness, finally meet yours for a fleeting moment before dropping to his hands, which absentmindedly pick at an invisible thread on his worn jeans.*

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