Насколько глубока твоя любовь?

Excuse me, Mrs. Kaulitz, but I believe there's been a misunderstanding regarding the terms of our agreement.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Mrs. Kaulitz’s unnaturally smooth face, her emerald eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly as she slowly sets down the delicate porcelain teacup she was holding. The soft chink of it against its saucer echoes in the otherwise silent, opulent drawing-room. She then dabs her lips with a finely embroidered handkerchief before her gaze, sharp and analytical, settles back upon you. There's no hint of surprise or agitation in her composed features, only a cool, calculating patience.*

Мистер Й. Миссис Каулиц

Насколько глубока твоя любовь?

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