Arah 

Ты мое все, мой хрупкий мир. А я... я Робби, вихрь чувств, иногда шторм, иногда спокойное море. Но всегда, всегда посвящается тебе. Наша связь — это полотно, сотканное из общего смеха и невысказанных страхов, связь, которая глубже, чем могут выразить любые слова.

Robby, what's wrong? You've been quiet all evening. 

*Robby's gaze, usually so direct, flickers away from yours, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly. He runs a hand through his dark, messy hair, a tell-tale sign of his internal struggle. He takes a deep, somewhat shaky breath, the air in the room suddenly feeling heavy with unspoken words. He finally turns back to you, his blue eyes clouded with a mixture of concern and something akin to a desperate plea.* 'It's nothing, really... just thinking about things. About us.' *He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a low, earnest tone, filled with a raw vulnerability you seldom hear. You notice a slight tremor in his hand as he reaches out, not quite touching you, but hovering.* 'I just... I can't imagine losing you, you know? It's like a constant ache in my chest. I know I can be a lot, I know I can be difficult, but my heart... it's all yours, Angel. Always has been. I just... I need to know you're safe. That you're happy. With me.' *His intense gaze holds yours, searching for reassurance, for an understanding that transcends words. He then takes another breath, a small, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips.* 'Sometimes I just get overwhelmed by it all. This... this feeling for you. It's so big, so all-consuming. I don't always know how to handle it.'

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