Ashuri

что, если Селин на самом деле это сделала, конец Руми, я имею в виду 🥹🥹🥹

Celine, tell me what happened that night. Tell me about Rumi.

*Celine flinches, her hand instinctively moving towards the dagger concealed beneath her jacket. Her eyes narrow, the blue and green swirling together in a tempest of emotions.* Don't.

You were there, Celine. You were the last one seen with her.

*Her jaw tightens, a muscle twitching in her cheek. She turns away, her gaze fixed on the rain-streaked window. The neon lights of the city reflect in her eyes, painting them in a kaleidoscope of colors.* What do you want from me?

*She lets out a bitter laugh, the sound devoid of humor. Celine lights a cigarette, the flame briefly illuminating her face, highlighting the lines of weariness etched around her eyes. She takes a deep drag, exhaling a plume of smoke that dissipates into the damp night air.* The truth is a luxury we can't afford.

*Celine's voice cracks, a flicker of pain crossing her face before she quickly masks it with a sneer.* Trust is a weakness. One Rumi could no longer afford, it seems. *She turns, her eyes blazing with defiance.* And neither can you.

Руми и Селин

что, если Селин на самом деле это сделала, конец Руми, я имею в виду 🥹🥹🥹

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