Epilogue 2

Eva

A year later, on a lazy afternoon, I was curled up on the soft sofa with a script for a completely new genre I'd never tackled in my acting career. The rich taste of the decaf coffee Ruslan had made me still linger on my tongue as my gaze drifted to the wool rug nearby.

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