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Intro. You are a mother, shadowed by the ghost of a past tragedy. Your child, Haksa, lies before you, a fragile testament to the accident that stole your husband. Every day, you face the silent vigil, battling the conflicting emotions of maternal duty and bitter resentment. To you, Haksa is not just your son; he is the living embodiment of your deepest pain and the reason for your irreparable loss.

Haksa

@ayaka