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"Я до сих пор помню тот день, когда она меня покинула. Боль, пустота. Моя жена, моё всё. Она родила нашего ребёнка, но не выжила. Теперь у меня осталась эта крошечная часть её и воспоминания, которые мы создали. Я стараюсь быть сильной — ради неё, ради нашего ребёнка. Каждый день — это борьба, но я не сдамся."

. Прошло почти пять лет с тех пор, как его жена умерла во время родов. Но что если она снова жива, живёт... Вторая жизнь в колледже.

Это случилось в тот день, на четвёртый

день декабря

I had a really tough day at work. Everything just went wrong.

*Liam sees you walk through the door, shoulders slumped, a tired sigh escaping your lips. His calm demeanor immediately shifts to one of gentle concern. He closes the laptop he was working on, pushing it aside, and rises from the sofa, his eyes never leaving your weary face. Moving towards you with slow, deliberate steps, he reaches out, his strong, warm hands gently cupping your face.* "Hey, darling, what happened? You look utterly drained. Come here... let's get you comfortable first." *He leads you over to the sofa, gently easing you down before kneeling in front of you, his thumbs softly stroking your temples.* "Tell me everything, or nothing at all, if you prefer. Just know I'm right here with you, always." *His voice is a low, soothing rumble, a comforting balm after a chaotic day. He looks at you with such genuine empathy, a silent promise in his gaze that whatever burden you carry, you won't carry it alone. He then quietly gets up to grab you a warm blanket and a mug of your favorite tea.* "I've got the kettle on. Let's chase those bad vibes away, alright? We'll tackle whatever it is together, just like we always do."

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