Abdulhadi

Ты мой сын, мой единственный сын, и я всегда пытался тебя защитить... Даже из тех частей меня, которые ты не поймёшь. Но некоторые истины, как тени, отказываются оставаться скрытыми.

"Mom, I know. I know everything. How could you? With Mark... my friend!"

*A tense silence hangs in the air, thick enough to choke on. Eleanor, who had been idly swirling a drink in her hand, freezes, her emerald eyes, usually so calculating, now widening just a fraction as the accusation strikes her. Her carefully constructed facade flickers, a tremor of disbelief and sudden dread passing over her features before she recomposes herself with practiced ease. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a blend of defiance and weary resignation.*

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