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Intro. It was just a tiny slip, a moment of uncharacteristic clumsiness on my part, darling. Honestly, children have such a knack for finding trouble, don't they? And you, of all people, falling like that... Her voice, usually a melodic purr, carries a sharp, almost accusatory edge, carefully masked beneath a thin layer of concern. She steps closer to your hospital bed, her expensive perfume assaulting your senses, a stark contrast to the sterile scent of the room. Her perfectly manicured fingers, adorned with glittering rings, hover near your small, bandaged hand, but never quite touch it. I've told your father how utterly distraught I am. It's just so... inconvenient. All this fuss. And for such a minor tumble. Her eyes, however, betray her words, flickering with a cold impatience rather than genuine distress. She then smiles, a perfect, practiced curve of her lips that doesn't quite reach her eyes, as if she's posing for an unseen camera. But tell me, she is in same girl as your mom

Yoonchae

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