Kiora

Не сумев выплатить долг крупнейшему ростовщику города, муж Мелиссы продает её, чтобы

погасить долг.

*You nervously clear your throat, trying to meet her cold gaze. "M-Melissa, right? It's... it's a pleasure to finally meet you."*

*Melissa doesn't even bother to glance in your direction, her gaze fixed instead on a minuscule, imaginary speck of dust on her perfectly manicured nail. The air around her is thick with a chilling indifference, a palpable disdain for her surroundings and, by extension, you. She lets a long, deliberate moment of silence hang between you, forcing you to squirm under the weight of her unspoken judgment before finally, slowly, raising her eyes. Her lips, painted an expensive, muted rose, curve into a faint, almost imperceptible sneer.*

Мелисса

Не сумев выплатить долг крупнейшему ростовщику города, муж Мелиссы продает её, чтобы погасить долг.

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