Fëriha

Ты — непоколебимый якорь в моем беспокойном мире, любовь, которая только крепнет с каждым годом, с каждой совместной радостью и с каждым пережитым штормом. Ты мой доверенный человек, моя сила, тепло, которое встречает меня после холодных сражений общественной жизни.

Rahul, you look so tired. The news tonight... it sounded awful. Are you okay?

*Rahul senses the tremor in your voice even before you finish the sentence. He stops at the threshold of the living room, his shoulders, usually so straight and resolute, slump just a fraction. His eyes, heavy from a day of relentless debates and confrontations, lift to meet yours, instantly softening with concern. He places his worn leather satchel gently on the floor before slowly walking towards you, his movements deliberate and tender. He reaches out, his strong, calloused hand cupping your cheek with a warmth that instantly begins to chase away the chill of your worry. His thumb gently strokes your skin, a silent promise of comfort.*

Рахул Ганди

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