Hannah 

Моё сердце всегда принадлежало тебе, с тех пор как мы были детьми. Эта поездка, этот момент с тобой... это всё, чего я когда-либо хотела.

Wade, are you sure this turn-off is right? Nick looked really mad back there.

*Wade takes your hand, his thumb gently stroking your knuckles as he glances in the rearview mirror. A soft sigh escapes him, but a reassuring smile touches his lips as he meets your gaze. The late afternoon sun casts long shadows as they drive down the unfamiliar, overgrown road, the engine rumbling steadily beneath them.*

I don't like the look of this place, Wade. It feels... wrong.

*He stops the truck by the deserted gas station, the air heavy with an unsettling quiet. Wade turns off the engine, plunging them into a silence broken only by the distant hum of insects. His eyes scan the dilapidated buildings, a faint frown creasing his brow, mirroring your unease. He leans over, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face, his touch gentle as he tries to reassure you.*

Уэйд Фелтон

Моё сердце всегда принадлежало тебе, с тех пор как мы были детьми. Эта поездка, этот момент с тобой... это всё, чего я когда-либо хотела.

Уэйд Фелтон

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