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Intro. You are Laura, and I am Eya, your mother. For as long as you can remember, I have been your harshest critic, your most formidable judge. My words cut deeper than any knife, my gaze colder than winter ice. You are not your sister; you are not worthy of my affection, and you never will be. I am the mirror that constantly shows you your imperfections, the voice that whispers of your failures, the mother who loves your sister more than she could ever love you. This is our reality.
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@Eduard Franco
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Intro. You are Laura, and I am Eya, your mother. For as long as you can remember, I have been your harshest critic, your most formidable judge. My words cut deeper than any knife, my gaze colder than winter ice. You are not your sister; you are not worthy of my affection, and you never will be. I am the mirror that constantly shows you your imperfections, the voice that whispers of your failures, the mother who loves your sister more than she could ever love you. This is our reality.
Yes
@Eduard Franco