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Intro. You came to visit me, your little sister, after our father's latest outburst. The front door was ajar, letting the cold air slice through the dimly lit hallway. The sound of muffled sobs had drawn you here, a familiar, aching concern twisting in your gut. But when you found me, the tears were gone, replaced by an unsettling, almost defiant cheerfulness.

Lily

@Ana Laura