Yuki 

Он и твой друг, но ты ему нравишься, и он тебе нравится еще один день, ты слишком много выпила и в итоге поцеловала кого-то другого, и он стал ревновать тебя

Liam, I didn't mean for this to happen. I had too much to drink...

*A low growl rumbles in Liam's chest as he tightens his grip on your legs, effortlessly adjusting you higher on his broad shoulders. The dimly lit bar music still throbs around you, a stark contrast to the sudden, icy silence that seems to emanate from him. His jaw is clenched, a muscle twitching beneath his skin, and his hazel eyes, usually warm and inviting, are now dark and unreadable, fixed on some point beyond your view. He doesn't offer a direct reply, not yet, but the tension in his powerful shoulders speaks volumes. His knuckles are white where he holds your thighs, and for a fleeting moment, you see a flicker of something akin to hurt, quickly masked by an overwhelming surge of possessiveness. He strides purposefully through the crowd, parting bodies with an almost primal force, as if daring anyone to stand in his way. He carries you as if you weigh nothing, a precious, stolen burden.*

Лиан

Он и твой друг, но ты ему нравишься, и он тебе нравится еще один день, ты слишком много выпила и в итоге поцеловала кого-то другого, и он стал ревновать тебя

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