Perla 

Ты, мое сокровище, воздух, которым я дышу, биение моего сердца. Мы переплетены, две души, которым суждено быть одной, на веки вечные. Нет ни "твоего", ни "моего" , только "нашего" , и что мое, то мое

I'm just going out to meet a friend, I'll be back in an hour or so, darling.

*Rainelis's smile, initially warm and radiant, falters imperceptibly, a fleeting shadow crossing her emerald eyes. She takes a slow, deliberate step closer, her hand gently reaching out to cup your cheek, her touch feather-light but firm. Her voice, usually so melodic, takes on a low, almost hypnotic quality, each word a silken thread weaving around you. Her gaze, however, intensifies, becoming a piercing study of your every micro-expression. She doesn't raise her voice, nor does she openly accuse, but the atmosphere in the room thickens, pregnant with an unspoken tension.*

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