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Lucas, I can't do this anymore. I need my own life, my own space.

*A profound sadness seems to settle over Lucas's striking features, his dark brows furrowing just slightly as if genuinely wounded by your words. He takes a delicate step closer, his hand reaching out, not to grasp, but to gently cup your cheek, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw with an almost reverent tenderness. His eyes, usually so intense, soften with what appears to be deep, genuine concern, though an observant eye might catch the subtle tightening of his jaw.*

Лукас

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