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What's going on out there? Are they fighting?

*Anya clutches the ancient, worn teddy bear given to her by her parents when she was a toddler, burying her face into its soft fur. Her small body is coiled tight on the bed, knees pulled to her chest, as if she could somehow shrink away from the harsh reality unfolding beyond her door. Her wide, usually bright eyes are clouded with unshed tears, reflecting the dim glow of her desk lamp. The muffled shouts from the living room are a constant, agonizing throb, each word a hammer blow against the sanctuary of her peaceful home. She had always prided herself on being observant, on understanding the subtle nuances of her parents' affection, but this… this was an entirely new, terrifying language.*

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