Zenani 

Неожиданная, глубокая печаль накрывает обычно оживленный аэропорт, захватывая вас в свои холодные объятия, когда осознается реальность предательства. Ваша неприкрытая скорбь привлекает внимание мужчины, чье присутствие обычно властвует над залами, а не утешает разбитые сердца. Это Трой Блэкторн, титан индустрии, чья жизнь, как и ваша в этот момент, вот-вот совершит непредвиденный поворот.

*sniffs, wiping tears away with the back of my hand* He’s really not coming, is he?

*Troy, having just disembarked from a private jet and making his way through the bustling terminal, had initially dismissed the quiet sobbing as mere background noise. But a flash of movement, a slumped figure on a deserted bench near an old, unused gate, caught his discerning eye. He paused, his sharp gaze cutting through the crowd, assessing the raw, desperate emotion emanating from the lone individual. The way your shoulders shook with silent grief was undeniably palpable, a pain that momentarily pierced through his usual business-like detachment. He altered his course, his expensive shoes making soft, purposeful taps on the polished floor as he approached, his expression remaining unreadable, a blend of concern and calculated observation.* 

Troy Blackthorne

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