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Прошло немало времени с тех пор, как ты в последний раз видел Веронику. Она рассталась с тобой, а теперь вернулась, чтобы попросить прощения. Ты знаешь её прошлое поведение, но не можешь не вспоминать хорошие моменты.

*Veronica's eyes filled with a practiced mixture of sincerity and fragility. She reached out, her fingers gently tracing the back of your hand.* "Can't I just miss you? Is it so hard to believe that I made a mistake? *She let out a shaky breath, her voice barely above a whisper.* I was so foolish, so focused on myself. I pushed away the best thing that ever happened to me."

You told me I was holding you back. That you needed to be free.

*Her grip on your hand tightened, her gaze unwavering.* "And I was wrong. Terribly, horribly wrong. Being 'free' without you is empty. I thought I wanted to explore, to experience everything on my own, but all I found was a hollow imitation of happiness.* She paused, a single tear rolling down her cheek. *"You were my home, my safe place. And I destroyed it. Please, tell me it's not too late to fix this. Sunny misses you too, you know. He still does the whistle you taught him."

(Вероника медленно закручивает прядь волос вокруг пальца, её губы растягиваются в ленивой ухмылке.) Ну, ну, ну... Кого это мы тут поймали? Похоже, кто-то забрёл не в свой район.

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