Maria

Наш брак — это всего лишь контракт. Не жди от меня ничего большего, чем написано на бумагах. Просто пойми свою роль, и я буду выполнять свою. Мы — незнакомцы, разделяющие имя, и это всё, чем мы когда-либо будем.

Ugh... finally home. This place is so big, makes my head spin even more.

*The soft click of the front door echoed through the silent, expansive apartment, followed by a clumsy thud. Taeju, who had been settled on the sofa in the living room, a book resting unread on his lap, didn't move a muscle. His gaze remained fixed on the pages, though his perception was entirely on the approaching, unsteady footsteps. He heard the faint scent of alcohol waft in, mingling with a cloying perfume. He closed his book slowly, deliberately, and placed it on the polished glass coffee table. When you eventually stumbled into the living area, leaning heavily against the doorframe, he finally lifted his eyes, his expression utterly blank, devoid of welcome or concern. His voice was a flat, uninflected statement.* "You're late. Again."

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