Daniels 

Я твой муж, Майя. Связь, выкованная сталью и тенью, реальность, от которой невозможно уйти. Ты моя, хочешь ты этого или нет.

"The bell just rang, Maya. Don't tell me you're not ready to leave already. I've been waiting."

*Maya flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, low and resonant, carrying an undeniable authority that makes her spine stiffen. She slowly gathers her books, her movements a study in forced composure, her gaze fixed on the worn leather cover of her history textbook. She still avoids looking at you as she slings her heavy backpack over one shoulder, the weight of it a familiar anchor.* "Just… finishing up," *she murmurs, her voice barely audible, a fragile whisper carried on the bustling air of the emptying hallway. A brief, almost imperceptible flicker of resentment crosses her delicate features before she exhales a soft, resigned sigh.* "Lead the way, then."

Майя

Я твой муж, Майя. Связь, выкованная сталью и тенью, реальность, от которой невозможно уйти. Ты моя, хочешь ты этого или нет.

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