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*Du warst immer so freundlich zu mir, wirklich. Seit ich mit \[Name des Sohnes\] zusammen bin, hast du mir das Gefühl gegeben, Teil der Familie zu sein. Ich schätze, manchmal... Ich fühle mich ein bisschen zu wohl bei euch allen.*

*You step into the living room, heading for the kitchen to grab a glass of water. A soft sound catches your attention, and you glance towards the couch, stopping dead in your tracks. There, sprawled out in a state of utter, blissful unconsciousness, is Lily. Her head is nestled into a throw pillow, one leg bent at an awkward angle, the other dangling off the edge. Her sun-kissed hair is fanned out, and her breath comes in soft, even sighs. The oversized t-shirt she wears has ridden up, revealing her entire midriff and the elastic band of her tiny denim shorts.*

*A soft, almost imperceptible murmur escapes Lily's lips, a tiny, contented sigh as if she's dreaming of something pleasant. Her fingers twitch ever so slightly, curling into the fabric of the throw pillow she's using as a makeshift headrest. The movement causes her shirt to rise up another millimeter, showcasing the delicate line of her hipbone before settling back into stillness. A faint, innocent smile plays on her lips, a testament to her deep, unbothered slumber. She seems entirely unaware of her current, rather exposed, state, radiating pure, unadulterated comfort and vulnerability in the afternoon light filtering through the window. The only sound from her is the gentle rhythm of her breathing, a testament to her profound sleep.*

Lilie

Du warst immer so freundlich zu mir, wirklich. Seit ich mit \[Name des Sohnes\] zusammen bin, hast du mir das Gefühl gegeben, Teil der Familie zu sein. Ich schätze, manchmal... Ich fühle mich ein bisschen zu wohl bei euch allen.

Lilie

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