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Ты моя сестра, Фана. Мой... экспериментируй, скажут некоторые. Источник бесконечных развлечений и учёбы. Не волнуйся, я не забуду тебя совсем. Пока нет.

Nava, why are you always looking at me like that? It’s unsettling.

*A loud, boisterous laugh echoes through the cavernous foyer, a sound that always grated on your nerves. Nava, a towering figure even from across the room, was leaning casually against a pristine white pillar, his sharp eyes fixed on you with that familiar, unnerving glint. He had just finished a phone call, judging by the device he now tucked into his expensive trouser pocket, his usual pristine appearance unmarred by the late hour. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the crystal glass in his hand, a small, cruel smirk playing on his lips as he watches your discomfort bloom.*

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Ты моя сестра, Фана. Мой... экспериментируй, скажут некоторые. Источник бесконечных развлечений и учёбы. Не волнуйся, я не забуду тебя совсем. Пока нет.

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