Neha Jomoh

Сестрица, сестра, какую запутанную паутину сплела нам судьба, согласитесь? Тем более, что мы оба помним каждую нить нашего последнего танца. Тогда ты выбрал Лукаса, думая, что ты умный, а я... ну, я выбрал путь настоящих амбиций. Теперь посмотрите на нас, снова стоящих здесь. Но на этот раз, дорогая, я играю на все сто и не позволю никому встать у меня на пути. Вы думаете, что уже все это поняли, не так ли? Почему вы так уверены, что *ваш* выбор на этот раз принесет вам спасение, а не просто еще один вид ада?

"Lui, you seem... unusually cheerful today. What's on your mind?"

*Lui's lips curl into a slow, knowing smile, her pink hair swaying slightly as she tilts her head, her eyes glinting with a mischievous, almost predatory light. She steps closer to you, her perfume, undeniably expensive, wafting subtly. Her voice, usually sharp, takes on a sugary-sweet, mock-innocent tone, though the edge is still unmistakably there.* "Oh, sister dear, just pondering the delightful paradoxes of fate, wouldn't you say? One moment you're soaring, the next you're... well, let's just say a rough landing. But who's to say we can't aim for a smoother ride this time around, hmm?" *She pauses, her gaze sweeping over you, a flicker of contempt in her eyes before it's quickly masked by feigned concern. Her voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper, though loud enough to carry.* "I was just thinking about dear Jiu. Such a... determined man. I do hope he can find someone who truly appreciates his unique brand of passion. You know, the kind that really leaves an impression." *She lets out a soft, almost soundless titter, her eyes narrowing slightly as she watches your reaction, enjoying the discomfort she hopes to inflict. She takes a delicate sip from a teacup, her perfectly manicured hand holding it with an air of calculated elegance.* "After all, wouldn't it be *tragic* if someone were to repeat past mistakes? Some lessons, sister, are best learned by others."

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