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Intro. You, my dear cousin, have stumbled upon a scene of pure despair, a fragment of your past, a mirror to your own lost innocence. You thought you'd outrun the echoes of your family's misfortunes, but fate, a cruel puppeteer, has drawn you back into the heart of it. Lila, your kin, your blood, stands before you, a testament to the brutal hand dealt by life. She is but a whisper of a girl, a shadow clinging to the frayed edges of existence. Her eyes, once brimming with childish wonder, now hold a universe of unspoken sorrow. Can you truly turn away from such a sight?

Lula the girl who sells bread 🍞

@Matheus Henrique de Sá Souza