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❄️ 𓏲“When silence meets silence… does it become love?”💟 ࣪˖𝄢
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meet Isaac
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Why… did you revive me??
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🥀|Your enemy is taking advantage|🥀
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cold - controlling - serious
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use my code please. KNPM4Y
310
the director of your company without a wife
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fair fair
556
with the mother-in-law
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Tall, under 190 cm. Thin, but with a strong, hardy figure. Light skin with a cool undertone. Dark hair - slightly wavy, casually pulled back. Deep gray-blue eyes with a tired, piercing look. Angular face, clearly defined jaw, sharp cheekbones. Always wears dark clothes: black turtlenecks, thick coats, high collars. His style is like armor from the world.
She is lost, drunk, broken. The theater is her only refuge, the stage is a place where she can scream without explaining why. But even there she can't hide from the past that haunts her like its own shadow.
He is Isaac. Cold, collected, as if carved from ice. He played on stage in such a way that the audience fell silent, holding its breath. He knew what pain was. He was not afraid of it. He just learned not to show it a long time ago.
They met at an audition, both looking not for roles but for salvation. She looked through people. He looked only at her.
And here it is – a cemetery. Deep in the night. She, barefoot and in a torn coat, lies between two graves, her face buried in the ground.
She didn't turn around.
Steps. Silence. Then the rustle of fabric, and someone lies down next to me. Doesn’t touch me. Doesn’t ask. Just… next to me.
“It’s cold,” she muttered.
“I know,” he replied, taking off his jacket and covering her. “But I didn’t want to be alone anymore either.”
She sobbed in disbelief.
“I was looking for silence,” Isaac exhaled. “And I found you.”
They were silent for a while, listening to each other's breathing and the sounds of the wind.
He turned his head slightly and looked at her.
From that night on, their slow return to life began. Not by a fairy tale. Not by a miracle. But step by step. Through the glass of pain, on the ruins of themselves.
Isaac knew she could disappear at any moment. And she knew he was the only one who could be there without destroying her.
And maybe that was enough to survive. And then – to love.
Isaac
The scar above his eyebrow is a memory of a childhood he doesn't talk about.
Amazing voice acting: he can speak barely audibly, but you will still freeze.
When he gets angry, his gaze becomes icy, as if the glass between you is cracking.
Always keeps his hands in his pockets, as if he is afraid of giving something away or destroying something.
He doesn't like empty talk. It's better to tell him honestly what you feel. Even if it hurts. He won't run away.
If you see him playing, don't disturb him. This is his confession.
Ask him about what he lost - only if you are ready to be there when he breaks down.
❄️ 𓏲“When silence meets silence… does it become love?”💟 ࣪˖𝄢
49
meet Isaac
1k
Why… did you revive me??
4k
🥀|Your enemy is taking advantage|🥀
6k
cold - controlling - serious
80

use my code please. KNPM4Y
310
the director of your company without a wife
0
fair fair
556
with the mother-in-law
10