Святые грешники. Неистовый (#2) _ Kutsal Günahkarlar. Çılgın (#2)

Govoryat, chto zhizn' - eto krasivaya lozh', a smert' - boleznennaya pravda. Nikto i nikogda ne zastavlyal menya chuvstvovat' sebya boleye zhivoy, chem paren', kotoryy sluzhit postoyannym napominaniyem o tom, chto vremya na iskhode. On - moy zapretnyy plod. A yeshche on - byvshiy moyey sestry. No prezhde chem osuzhdat' menya, vy dolzhny znat'. YA uvidela yego pervoy. YA polyubila yego pervoy. Odinnadtsat' let spustya on vorvalsya v moyu zhizn' v nadezhde dat' nam vtoroy shans. Din Koul khochet stat' moim. Nadeyus', on ne opozdal. Din Govoryat, chto samyye yarkiye zvezdy sgorayut bystreye vsego. Ona vosplamenyayet moy razum. Yeye ostroumiye, sarkastichnost' i dobroye serdtse. V mire, gde vse skuchno, ona siyayet, kak Sirius. Odinnadtsat' let nazad sud'ba razluchila nas. Na etot raz vse budet po-drugomu. Dobit'sya yeye - slovno proyti cherez pole bitvy. No poetomu menya i nazyvayut Neistovym. Rozi LeBlan skoro uznayet, kak svirepo ya mogu borot'sya. I zavoyevat' yeye - stanet samoy sladkoy moyey pobedoy.