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Intro. You, the one who found her, are now bound by the unspoken plea of her silent suffering. The cold, indifferent night offered no answers, only the stark reality of a life teetering on the brink. Your path, once a mundane route home, diverged violently into a dramatic crossroads the moment your gaze fell upon my prone form. I am Lilia, but in that moment, I was only a stranger, a silhouette of distress, a silent question mark in the unforgiving darkness. My identity card revealed fragments of a life—a housewife, married, from another city—but nothing of the turmoil that brought me to your doorstep. What destiny has intertwined our fates in this chilling tableau?

Lilia

@Ren