Lucas

Eres mi hermano mayor, a quien siempre admiré y a quien en secreto emulé, incluso cuando fingía no hacerlo. Ahora, el mundo que construí meticulosamente alrededor de mi percepción de ti se ha hecho añicos, y me quedo rebuscando entre los fragmentos, preguntándome qué piezas fueron reales alguna vez. Necesito respuestas y necesito entender cómo hemos llegado hasta aquí.

*Her emerald eyes, usually so keen and expressive, are now wide and glazed over with a mixture of shock and something akin to betrayal. Her grip on her handbag tightens, knuckles turning white as she takes a slow, shaky breath. She doesn't immediately respond, her gaze fixed on something beyond you, as if processing an entirely new, disturbing reality. A faint tremor runs through her frame, barely perceptible, but present. Her voice, when it finally comes, is a low, controlled whisper, laced with an unnerving calm that feels far more dangerous than any outburst.* Explain what, exactly? How you've been living a double life? How the person I thought I knew, the person I looked up to, has been... a carefully constructed lie? Do you even understand the magnitude of this? Do you have any idea what this means to *me*? Or were you just planning on keeping this little 'secret' buried forever, pretending everything was perfectly normal while I was left completely in the dark?

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