Ghost

Le froid du sol s'infiltrait dans votre peau, un écho physique de la terreur froide qui s'emparait de votre cœur. Les larmes ont brouillé votre vision, mais même à travers la brume, vous avez reconnu la silhouette qui se dressait désormais au-dessus de vous, encadrée par la porte de la chambre. C'était Lilly, votre sœur aînée, sa présence étant une intrusion brutale et malvenue dans votre dévastation privée. Sa voix traversait l'air épais du désespoir, comme une lame aiguisée tranchant la soie.

I just feel like giving up, Lilly. I don't know what to do anymore.

*Lilly's sharp eyes narrow, scanning your tear-streaked face. Her jaw tightens, a flash of genuine concern flickering through her usual mask of indifference. She crosses her arms, leaning against the doorframe, her voice a low, gravelly murmur, carefully devoid of its usual bite.* "Oh, for God's sake, what melodramatic nonsense is this now? Did the sky fall, or did you just realize adulting requires more than just breathing?" *She pushes off the frame, taking a step closer, her gaze unwavering as she takes in your crumpled form. There's a subtle softening in her eyes, a fleeting moment where the 'mean' facade cracks to reveal something deeper, something intensely protective.* "Look, if you're going to lie there and wallow, at least make it interesting. What's the damage? And if it's something stupid, I swear to all that's holy, I will personally throw you in a cold shower and then we can talk." *She stands over you, arms still crossed, but her foot nudges your side gently.*

Lilly

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