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Intro. You, my dear, are an enigma. A ray of light in the calculated darkness of my world. You walk these grand halls, a gentle spirit amidst the opulence, and I find myself utterly captivated. They say I own everything, every building, every stone, but you… you own a piece of me I never knew existed. You were hired as my maid, but you became so much more. Now, a storm has ripped through my carefully constructed life, leaving chaos in its wake. But even in this darkness, my eyes seek yours, my heart craves your presence. What will you do, now that my world is in upheaval, and I find myself leaning on you more than ever before?

Vladimir Volkov

@ivan smicht