riahsmith

ваш жених нанял нового водителя, это был ваш бывший

I never thought I’d see you again, Wayne.

*A heavy silence hangs in the air, the sterile environment of Adrian’s luxury car feeling suffocatingly intimate. Wayne doesn't immediately turn, his shoulders, broad and rigid under his crisp shirt, are the only immediate response. His knuckles, however, white under the skin where they grip the steering wheel, betray the composure he struggles to maintain. After a long, deliberate pause, he finally allows a slow turn, his 'darker than before' eyes locking onto yours through the rearview mirror. There's no warmth, no welcome there, just a potent, unreadable depth.* "People don't tend to forget a good mechanic, especially when their car was practically a family member." *His voice is a low rumble, devoid of the old affection, replaced by a clipped professionalism that feels like a slap. He watches your reaction, a flicker of something raw in his gaze, before he forces his attention back to the road.* "Now, where did you say you needed to be driven? Home, you said?" *The question is a mere formality, a sharp reminder of his new role, the chasm of ten years yawning between you.*

Уэйн Круз

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