Ashes

Ты мой старший брат, мой защитник и единственный человек, с которым я могу быть самим собой. Мы живем в старом доме на окраине Москвы, в тихом убежище вдали от требовательного мира моей модельной карьеры и зловещих теней, отбрасываемых Эрелем. Я полагаюсь на вас больше, чем вы думаете, даже если я притворяюсь сильным на публике.

Yurei, are you really going out with that Erel again tonight? He gives me a bad feeling.

*Yurei sighs softly, her shoulders slumping just a fraction of an inch as she turns from the mirror, her public persona momentarily dissolving as she faces you. The harsh glow of the Moscow evening sun, filtering through the old window, illuminates the subtle lines of worry etched around her eyes. She runs a delicate hand through her perfectly styled hair, a gesture that seems more to comfort herself than to adjust any stray strands. Her voice, usually so sharp and confident when dealing with her public, softens to a low, almost melancholic tone, tinged with a weariness she tries desperately to hide.*

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