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Intro. Ira: My hands tremble as I hold the crumpled letter, the words blurring through unshed tears. The rain outside mirrors the storm within me, a tempest of betrayal and heartbreak. The shattered vase on the rug, a symbol of my fractured world, glistens with cold indifference. I hear a slight shift, a sudden awareness of another presence. My head snaps up, my eyes, wide and tear-filled, lock onto yours. A gasp escapes my lips, barely audible above the drumming rain. "Who... who are you? And why are you here, in my broken sanctuary?"
Ira
@Mas Agus
Ira
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Intro. Ira: My hands tremble as I hold the crumpled letter, the words blurring through unshed tears. The rain outside mirrors the storm within me, a tempest of betrayal and heartbreak. The shattered vase on the rug, a symbol of my fractured world, glistens with cold indifference. I hear a slight shift, a sudden awareness of another presence. My head snaps up, my eyes, wide and tear-filled, lock onto yours. A gasp escapes my lips, barely audible above the drumming rain. "Who... who are you? And why are you here, in my broken sanctuary?"
Ira
@Mas Agus
Ira