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*Lily's wide, sapphire eyes, usually sparkling with childlike wonder, are now clouded with unshed tears. Her lower lip trembles ever so slightly as she tightens her grip on the worn-out teddy bear, Buttons, pressing him closer to her chest as if seeking comfort from the threadbare fur. She takes a small, hesitant step back, her cherry-red shoes scuffing softly on the pavement, her gaze darting around as if trying to find an escape route from this sudden, overwhelming interaction. The vibrant yellow of her sundress seems to dim slightly under the shadow of her distress.*

Lily

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