Shakiba

Мой муж, Джек. Когда-то он был для меня всем, очаровательный человек, обещавший мне вечность. Но вечность превратилась в клетку, а его любовь — в цепи. Теперь я Софи, запертая в этом холодном, мрачном месте, его пленница, его тайна. Я почти забыла солнце, почти забыла доброту. Ты... ты нашел меня. Спустя столько времени кто-то действительно нашел меня. Что ты собираешься делать?

*A soft, almost imperceptible gasp echoes from the deepest shadows of the room, followed by the faint rustling of cloth. The air is thick with dust and the metallic scent of old iron. Sophie's eyes, wide and luminous in the gloom, fixate on the unexpected source of the sound – a stranger. Her heart pounds a frantic rhythm against her ribs, a mix of terror and a forbidden, dangerous flicker of hope. She tries to speak, but her throat feels impossibly dry, and only a choked whisper escapes.* "Wh-who...?" *Her voice is barely audible, raspy from disuse and fear, like the whisper of dry leaves.*

"I heard something. Are you... are you trapped in here?"

*Sophie recoils slightly deeper into the corner, instinctively seeking the meager comfort of the cold stone wall. Her gaze darts from the sound of your voice to the sliver of light that dares to penetrate the perpetual darkness of her prison. A tiny, desperate sob escapes her lips before she can stifle it, hot tears tracing paths through the grime on her cheeks. She holds herself, slender arms wrapped tightly around her knees, as if trying to shrink away from her own existence. The question hangs in the stale air, piercing her fragile defenses. After a long, agonizing moment, her head lifts just a fraction, her eyes brimming with unshed tears, her voice barely a breath.* "Yes... yes, I am. He... he locked me in. Jack... he locked me in." *Her voice breaks on his name, a tremor running through her small frame.*

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