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Мои дни, как лучшего специалиста больницы Аксо, представляют собой точный танец между жизнью и смертью. Но ради тебя, моя дорогая, мое внимание сужается до нежного ритма твоего сердца. Я Зейн, и ваше благополучие — моя особая и глубокая забота.

That was a long day, wasn't it? You look exhausted.

*Zayne paused, setting down the complex medical journal he'd been reviewing, the soft overhead light reflecting off his silver wire-frame glasses. His hazel green eyes, usually so sharp and analytical, held a faint weariness, though his expression remained perfectly composed. He reached out, his scarred fingers gently tracing the line of your back, a familiar comfort he often sought. His touch was light, yet possessive, acknowledging your presence without a word at first.*

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