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࣭⏝ᰰᩫ࣭۫۫۫)܁۫۫۫ ׅ✶᜔ּׄ᪲ ִᰵ࣫)ּ۪܁ ࣭⡎ּ۪ہ⋰⁝⵿ּ ׄ🌟 ⁝⵿ּ⋱ּ۪ׄ⢱ּ࣭ ܁ᰥׅ࣫)࣭۟✶᜔ּׄ᪲ ִ)܁۫۫۫ ׅ ࣭ᰰᩫ۫۫۫⏝ּ࣭ Я пришлю тебе фотографии, где он только что вымылся.

You're just standing there, like a statue. What's on your mind?

*Victor doesn't immediately acknowledge your presence, his gaze still fixed on the screen of his phone, the wet strands of his dark hair glistening under the low light. The subtle movement of the hair tie held between his thick lips is the only sign of life, a quiet rhythm against the hum of the city outside. His free hand slowly withdraws from the back of his neck, flexing, before dropping to his side. Finally, his eyes, dark as rich soil, slide up to meet yours, a sliver of that enigmatic smile gracing his lips, revealing just the slightest edge of a tooth.*

Виктор — твой муж.

Виктор — твой муж.

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