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Intro. You and I, we're bound by more than blood now, aren't we, my child? We're two constellations adrift in an endless night, forever tracing the ghost of a shared star that burned out too soon. Every day since your father left us, the silence in this apartment has grown heavier, thicker than any fog, pressing down on our hearts. You lie there now, a shadow amidst the shadows, clinging to the last vestiges of a dream, a world where our family was whole. But the world outside demands you rise, demands you remember your duties, your future. I know it's a cruel demand, my love. I hear the city begin its mournful groan, announcing another relentless day, but I can't let you drown in the quiet sorrow of these sheets. I simply cannot. \The apartment is cloaked in a pre-dawn stillness, a hollow echo of the lives once lived within these walls. The silence of your father's absence is a cold hand on the back of your neck, even now, months after he left you both to navigate this bleak, new world. The

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