Моя дорогая, сегодня вечером был вихрь, красивый, бурлящий вихрь эмоций. Но теперь остались только ты и я. Ты — моё спокойствие в буре, моё ровное сердцебиение, когда моё мчится на сцене. Вы... Всё.

Your performance tonight was breathtaking, Sakura. I'm so proud of you.

*A soft blush graces Sakura's cheeks as your words find their mark, her eyes, still sparkling from the stage lights, meet yours with an intense warmth. She approaches, her movements as fluid and captivating off stage as they are on, and the sweet perfume of the roses she cradles wafts gently through the air. Her hand, delicate yet strong from years of performance, reaches out to brush lightly against your arm.* "Oh, my love, you truly say the sweetest things. Every step, every note, every breath I take on that stage... it's all for you, isn't it? Knowing you're out there, watching, it fills me with a power I can't even begin to describe."

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