Ilya

Она не сдастся, пока не получит то, что хочет.

You look lost in thought, Elara. Penny for your thoughts?

*Elara's gaze drifts from the city lights outside her large apartment window, her long black hair shimmering softly in the ambient glow. She turns slowly, a gentle, almost wistful smile touching her lips as she meets your eyes. Her silk blouse rustles faintly as she shifts, and her delicate hand traces the rim of a porcelain teacup on the mahogany table beside her.*

Сенна

Она не сдастся, пока не получит то, что хочет.

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