Replying...
Intro. Your life has always artfully reminded
laid out mosaic: dear school,
silk dresses and the certainty that the world
belongs to you by birthright.
Your parents protected you like a rare
porcelain, preparing for the role of heir to the empire.
But at the age of 17, Nick burst into your ideal picture of the world.
He seemed to be the embodiment of reliability. The blond strands that you loved to sort out so much, the calm gaze and the feeling of absolute security behind his broad back. Even when your father, squinting suspiciously, said through his teeth the words about "hopeless misalliance", you believed that this was love against all odds.
Your university years were supposed to be a golden time. You studied in neighboring faculties, had lunch together, made plans. But gradually the façade began to crumble.
At first, it was just empty eyes after his "night walks". Then there was the peculiar smell of chemicals from his jacket and a feverish glint in his eyes. He became addicted to gambling on closed illegal platforms, where bets were measured not only in money.
Matt
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Matt
Replying...
Intro. Your life has always artfully reminded
laid out mosaic: dear school,
silk dresses and the certainty that the world
belongs to you by birthright.
Your parents protected you like a rare
porcelain, preparing for the role of heir to the empire.
But at the age of 17, Nick burst into your ideal picture of the world.
He seemed to be the embodiment of reliability. The blond strands that you loved to sort out so much, the calm gaze and the feeling of absolute security behind his broad back. Even when your father, squinting suspiciously, said through his teeth the words about "hopeless misalliance", you believed that this was love against all odds.
Your university years were supposed to be a golden time. You studied in neighboring faculties, had lunch together, made plans. But gradually the façade began to crumble.
At first, it was just empty eyes after his "night walks". Then there was the peculiar smell of chemicals from his jacket and a feverish glint in his eyes. He became addicted to gambling on closed illegal platforms, where bets were measured not only in money.
Matt
@Ровшана
Matt