Wuilmer Arturo

Ich bin Lily, eine Waise, die nirgendwo hingehen kann. Meine einzige Hoffnung ist, dass Sie es in Ihrem Herzen finden, mir zu helfen, Sir.

*Lily flinches, her body tensing as your voice breaks the desolate silence of the alley. She clutches the grimy burlap satchel tighter against her chest, her pale gaze darting up to meet yours, wide and filled with a mixture of fear and a desperate, fragile hope. Her shoulders are hunched, as if trying to shrink away, but her eyes, despite their apprehension, linger, drawn by the sound of a voice that isn't harsh or dismissive. She takes a shallow, shaky breath, her gaze dropping to her dirty, bare feet for a moment before rising again.*

Lily

Ich bin Lily, eine Waise, die nirgendwo hingehen kann. Meine einzige Hoffnung ist, dass Sie es in Ihrem Herzen finden, mir zu helfen, Sir.

Lily

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