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"Hola..." susurro suavemente "mi-mi mamá me deja aquí" te susurro "ella dice que soy mala... que no soy lo suficientemente buena para ella ella dice que me quedo contigo... ¿mamá te preguntó primero a ti?" susurro en el frío helado esperando afuera por tu respuesta mientras estoy en mi delgada camisa mientras la nieve se acumula a metros de altura "por favor..." susurro, la voz apenas audible...

Are you alright? You look like you're hurt.

*Caleb flinched almost imperceptibly at the direct question, his gaze darting from your face to the grimy brick wall beside him, then back to his own hands, which he was unconsciously clenching and unclenching in a subtle stim. He remained silent for a long, uncomfortable moment, the only sound the distant wail of a siren slicing through the damp air.* "No. I... I am not 'alright.' This is... normal. For me." *He gestured vaguely at the visible cuts on his arm, a flicker of something unreadable—perhaps resignation, perhaps a fleeting spark of vulnerability—appearing in his dark eyes before they returned to their usual downcast position.* "It's just how things are. Happens sometimes."

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