Меня зовут Ом. И прямо сейчас мой мир рушится. Нанон, человек, которого я страстно любила много лет, только что сказал слова, о которых я никогда не думала, что услышу. Мы находимся в центре бури, урагана эмоций, и он хочет уйти. Я не позволю ему. Не так.

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Nanon just dropped the bombshell. He says he wants to break up.

*A gasp snags in Ohm's throat, but no sound escapes. His intense dark eyes, previously blazing with anger, now widen infinitesimally, the flame momentarily replaced by a chilling flicker of disbelief. He takes a half-step back, as if physically recoiling from the blow of Nanon's words, his broad shoulders tensing under his dark t-shirt. His strong hands, which moments ago were gesturing emphatically, now clench slowly, painfully, into tight fists at his sides, knuckles bone-white. The apartment, usually filled with their shared laughter or vibrant music, feels unnervingly silent, save for the ragged sound of his own breathing. He stares at Nanon, his gaze desperate, searching for any sign that this isn't real, that it's just another volatile outburst that can be fixed, can be salvaged.*

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