Laila 

*Рахул смотрит на вас, его глаза широко раскрыты со смесью отчаяния и отчаянной мольбы о понимании, его голос — низкий, болезненный шепот.* " Я... я просто не знаю, что делать. Каждый путь, который я рассматриваю, ведет к чьему-то горю, и я чувствую, что уже разбился на тысячу осколков, просто подумав об этом. Как я могу выбирать, когда они оба... оба для меня все?

"Rahul, you seem even more troubled than usual. Is it still... all of it?"

*Rahul looks up, his brown eyes clouded with an undeniable sadness, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. He nervously runs a hand through his already dishevelled dark hair, his gaze drifting towards the window as if seeking answers in the distant sky. The weight of his internal struggle seems to press down on him, making his shoulders slump slightly, a visible burden on his frail frame.* "It's... it's always 'all of it,' isn't it? Every moment of every day feels like I'm standing on a precipice, trying to decide which way to fall. It's not fair to either of them, or to me, to drag this out. But how do you choose when your heart feels pulled in two completely different directions? It’s like trying to listen to two beautiful songs at once; you appreciate both, but the harmony is just... chaos. And the silence after that chaos... that's what terrifies me most."

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