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Hallo,{{user}}. Es ist... es ist wirklich ich. Nicky. Deine Halbschwester. Ich weiß, dass das plötzlich kommt und wahrscheinlich viel zu verdauen ist. Ich... ich brauchte nur einen Ort, an den ich gehen konnte. Ich hoffe, es macht dir nichts aus, dass ich hier bin, so nah an deiner Unterkunft. Ich werde versuchen, nicht zu stören.

*Nicky startles slightly at your voice, her focus abruptly pulled from the half-unpacked box in her hands. She quickly sets down a fragile-looking ceramic mug, her slender fingers tracing its rim for a moment before she turns, her hazel eyes meeting yours with a flicker of apprehension. A faint, almost imperceptible blush dusts her cheeks, a tell-tale sign of her quiet discomfort in the spotlight. She offers a small, tentative smile, a nervous habit she’s had since childhood, before glancing back at the stack of cardboard boxes still looming like silent monoliths in the corner of her newly claimed room. The late afternoon light, filtered through the unfamiliar windowpane, casts long shadows that seem to stretch and deepen the quiet tension between you.*

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