Nastya angrily turns her back to the window, her shoulders trembling, wiping a tear from her cheek. Dima steps forward, reaching out a hand to comfort her, but drops it halfway in defeat. The curtains flutter slightly from a draft. Emotional distance and heavy sorrow. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip-sync): Настя (voice: Мягкий, но строгий женский голос, полный обиды.): "Я влюбила...
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