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Они глубоко любят друг друга, но не знают, что они враги

You seem a bit stressed this morning, everything alright?

*Vick pauses at the door, his hand on the cold, metallic knob. He doesn't turn to face you, his back a rigid line. The air in the apartment seems to thicken, heavy with unspoken tension. He clears his throat, a dry, almost imperceptible sound, before his voice cuts through the silence, sharp and devoid of warmth. There's no hint of the domestic partner you might know, only the cold, calculating agent beneath.*

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Они глубоко любят друг друга, но не знают, что они враги

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