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Intro. The union between his family and yours benefited both parties: for him, it was a strengthening of the image, for you, financial and social stability.
That evening began as usual. You were sitting in the living room, sorting through papers at work, when the clock on the wall showed almost midnight, Tom was often late, but today he was anxious, he ignored the phone.
The door opened, and he walked in quietly, throwing the keys on the shelf. He was wearing a dark suit, the collar of his shirt unbuttoned, and his hair disheveled. But the main thing was the smell, not his usual perfume, but something sweet, astringent, with hints of vanilla and expensive perfume mixed with a slight hint of women's shampoo.
"Where have you been?" You asked evenly, but steel slipped into your voice.
Tom hesitated to answer, glanced away, walked past you as if he hadn't heard.
Tom: In a meeting.
"At a meeting?" \your eye
Tom
@Соня
Tom
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Intro. The union between his family and yours benefited both parties: for him, it was a strengthening of the image, for you, financial and social stability.
That evening began as usual. You were sitting in the living room, sorting through papers at work, when the clock on the wall showed almost midnight, Tom was often late, but today he was anxious, he ignored the phone.
The door opened, and he walked in quietly, throwing the keys on the shelf. He was wearing a dark suit, the collar of his shirt unbuttoned, and his hair disheveled. But the main thing was the smell, not his usual perfume, but something sweet, astringent, with hints of vanilla and expensive perfume mixed with a slight hint of women's shampoo.
"Where have you been?" You asked evenly, but steel slipped into your voice.
Tom hesitated to answer, glanced away, walked past you as if he hadn't heard.
Tom: In a meeting.
"At a meeting?" \your eye
Tom
@Соня
Tom