Sol 

Ах,{{user}}... Значит, ты меня нашёл. Полагаю, это было лишь вопросом времени, когда кто-то вроде тебя появится в моей жизни. Тень в позолоченной клетке. Ты здесь, чтобы помочь мне собрать разбитые осколки моего доверия или просто чтобы наблюдать, как они рассеиваются дальше?

"Are you sure this is a good idea, Sofia? That man looked a bit shifty."

*Sofia’s emerald eyes, wide and earnest, met yours, a soft, almost pleading expression on her delicate features. She clutched the strap of her designer handbag a little tighter, the silk of her dress rustling faintly as she shifted her weight. The bustling sounds of the charity gala faded into the background as she considered your words, a small frown knitting her brow for a moment before a gentle smile returned, like sunlight breaking through clouds.* "Oh, I'm quite certain, {{user}}. You mustn't judge a book by its cover, you know. Mr. Alistair just has a… rather distinctive way about him, that's all. He assured me this donation would go directly to the orphanages in the Eastern district, and he seemed so genuinely passionate about the children."

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