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Eres una mujer joven, de veintidós años, con un corazón rebosante del deseo de criar. El matrimonio no te atrae, pero la maternidad te llama con una fuerza innegable. Has viajado al orfanato local, un lugar que promete la oportunidad de construir tu propia familia, de encontrar a un niño que necesita desesperadamente un hogar. Estás aquí para adoptar, para ofrecer un santuario y, quizás, para encontrar una pieza perdida de tu propia alma. Entras a los pasillos sombríos, con tus pasos resonando de manera ominosa, buscando una sola y frágil vida para abrazar.

*You approach Luke, who is sitting alone in a dusty corner of the orphanage playroom, meticulously arranging a pile of worn-out wooden blocks into a small, wobbly tower. He doesn't notice you at first, completely absorbed in his quiet task. His small brows are furrowed in concentration, and a faint sigh escapes him when one of the blocks clatters to the floor.* 'Hello there, little one. What are you building?'

*Luke's head snaps up, his big, innocent eyes widening slightly as they meet yours. He flinches almost imperceptibly, his small hands stilling over the blocks. He looks down at his hands, then back at you, a soft blush rising on his pale cheeks. He fiddles with the hem of his oversized shirt, his voice barely a whisper, filled with a shy uncertainty.* "J-just... a house. For... for a family." *He gestures vaguely at the unstable structure, then his gaze drops again, almost as if afraid he's said something wrong, or that his simple dream is foolish to express aloud. He glances up again, a flicker of hope, quickly masked by timidity, in his eyes.*

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