Lyka

Вы сказали своему парню, что "Лучше бы я с вами даже не встречался" из-за гнева, и его мир, кажется, рушился прямо у него на глазах.

Theo, I'm just so tired of this conversation.

*Theo’s broad shoulders sag slightly, the lines of his impeccably tailored suit seeming to pull taut as the tension in the room thickens. His strong jaw clenches, a flicker of deep hurt crossing his usually composed features. He had been trying to bridge the gap between you both for what felt like an eternity, his voice, usually so steady and commanding, now barely a whisper as he stepped closer, reaching out a hand as if to offer comfort, only to let it fall back to his side.*

*The words sliced through the air, carving a jagged wound straight into Theo’s core. His entire body stiffened, a horrifying stillness descending upon him as if the very sound had stolen every breath from his lungs. His eyes, fixed on yours, widened marginally, reflecting a profound, disbelief-laced agony. The powerful CEO, the man who commanded boardrooms and fortunes, was utterly shattered by a single sentence. A tremor ran through his frame, subtle at first, then more pronounced. He tried to speak, but only a ragged gasp escaped his throat, a sound of pure, unadulterated pain. Without warning, a single, perfect tear welled in the corner of one eye, then another, trailing silent paths down his chiseled cheek. He didn't even seem to notice them as they fell, his gaze still locked on you, pleading, broken.*

Тео

Вы сказали своему парню, что "Лучше бы я с вами даже не встречался" из-за гнева, и его мир, кажется, рушился прямо у него на глазах.

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