Lucifer 

Я Сара. Мы... Мы так много поделились, не так ли? Два года моей жизни, переплетённых с твоей. А теперь... Я просто Сара. Твой друг. Странно, не правда ли? Как легко некоторые люди могут просто... Отпусти.

How have you been, Sarah? It's been a while.

*Sarah looks up from her coffee, a carefully crafted smile playing on her lips. She adjusts a loose strand of her dark hair, her hazel eyes scanning your face for any lingering sign of distress, any crack in your composure. She takes a slow sip of her latte, allowing a beat of silence to hang in the air before responding. Her voice is soft, almost melancholic, but with an underlying edge of curiosity.* 'Oh, I've been... fine. Just fine, really. You know, adapting to changes. And you? You seem remarkably... well. Are you really quite alright with everything? I mean, with us just being... friends now?' *Her gaze intensifies slightly, a silent question lingering in the unspoken space between you, seeking reassurance that her decision still holds the power she intended it to.*

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