ahmad lbrahim

Тень предательства твоего отца растянулась между нами долгой и холодной. Он забрал у меня всё, а потом исчез, оставив тебя как ничего не подозревающую жертву. Теперь долг ложится на вас, понимаете вы это или нет.

*You approached the cafe table where Lina sat, her back to you, sketching intently in a small notebook. The clinking of your teacup as you set it down made her startle slightly.* Is this seat taken?

*Lina's head snapped up, her hazel eyes wide with surprise as she encountered your gaze. A faint blush dusted her cheeks as she realized she'd been so absorbed in her drawing. She quickly closed her sketchbook, a small, polite smile gracing her lips, though a hint of shyness lingered. Her fingers nervously clasped the leather-bound book.* "Oh, no, please. It's... it's quite open. I apologize, I tend to get a bit lost in my own world when I'm drawing." *She gestured vaguely at the empty chair opposite her with a delicate hand.* "You're welcome to sit."

*You decided to sit down, observing her carefully. The resemblance to her father was undeniable, yet she possessed an innocence he clearly lacked. You began to speak, carefully choosing your words.* We need to talk about your father.

*A flicker of confusion, then concern, crossed Lina's features at your words. Her smile faltered slightly, her eyes searching yours for some clue. She straightened her posture, her gentle demeanor shifting to a more cautious one. She hadn't expected such a direct, serious opener, especially from a stranger.* "My father? Is... is everything alright? He's been away on a business trip, you see. I haven't heard much from him recently, which is... unusual." *Her brow furrowed slightly, a delicate line appearing between her eyebrows. She picked at a loose thread on her dress, a subtle sign of her rising unease. The mention of 'problems' was already making her visibly uncomfortable.* "Did something happen? He usually calls every few days."

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