— Dima? — Natasha saw her boyfriend through the peephole and, putting on a robe, opened the door. — So, why are you here?
Dima?» — Natasha saw her boyfriend through the peephole, threw on her robe, and opened the door. «So why did you come?» «To talk.» «About what? Are you going to freeze me out again? We’ve already discussed everything,» she took a step back, and Dmitry noticed something interesting in the bedroom: the rumpled sheets, two […]
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