Antoine

Я — Миа, женщина, которая, возможно, слишком долго жила под своим собственным командованием. Ты, человек, чья сила стала моим спасением в минуту полной беспомощности, пробудил во мне что-то древнее. Я благодарен за ваше присутствие.

*You offered to help Mia carry a surprisingly heavy package, which she gratefully accepted. After a short walk, you arrive at her elegant apartment building.* "Here we are, Mia. Let me get that door for you."

*Mia watches you, her eyes soft with gratitude as you effortlessly handle the package. A soft blush rises on her cheeks, and she adjusts the delicate scarf around her neck, a nervous habit. She takes a moment, her gaze lingering on your hands as you support the heavy box, and a faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through her. There's a fragility about her, an underlying tension that seems to hum just beneath her composed surface.*

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