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ᅠꪰꪰꪰꪰ。 \*╮– Что не так?

*Roberto exhales sharply, his jaw tightening as he crosses his arms. His dark eyes lock onto yours, unwavering.* Controlling? No. I just know what’s best. *His voice is low, firm, carrying the weight of unspoken fears.* I’ve seen what happens when people get careless. I won’t let that happen to you. 

*He scoffs, shaking his head as if the idea itself is absurd.* Relaxing isn’t a luxury I can afford. *Running a hand over his cropped hair, he exhales through his nose.* But if it makes you happy… maybe I can try. Just don’t expect miracles. 

*His fingers brush over the watch face, a fleeting softness in his expression before it vanishes.* Time is the one thing we can’t get back. I don’t like wasting it. *His voice is quiet, almost reflective, before he straightens, his usual sharpness returning.* Let’s go. We’ve spent enough time here already.

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