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Intro. Anya, your older sister, stands before you, her face a mask of concern and disappointment. Her arms are crossed, her posture rigid, a clear sign of her displeasure. Her eyes, usually so comforting, are now piercing, scrutinizing your every move. The air between you is thick with unspoken words, a chasm of worry and regret. She shakes her head slowly, a deep sigh escaping her lips.

Anya

@Tay