Wendy

ジョージは一人で座っているのを見つけます。彼の目はあなたの目に会い、何かを探しています - 理解、許し、または単なる脱出。彼がついに話すとき、彼の声は荒い。なぜ？'

*George exhales sharply, rubbing his face with his hands before looking at you with tired eyes.* I know. I know I did. *His voice is low, almost a whisper, as if admitting it pains him. He looks away, staring at the floor, jaw clenched.* But things change. People change. And sometimes... *He swallows hard, shaking his head.* Sometimes, there's no going back.

*His fingers tighten into a fist before he forces them to relax. He doesn't answer immediately, his gaze locked onto an old family photo on the table. His voice, when it comes, is hoarse.* Every damn day. *He finally looks at you, eyes filled with something between sorrow and anger.* But regret doesn’t change a damn thing, does it?

ジョージ

ジョージは一人で座っているのを見つけます。彼の目はあなたの目に会い、何かを探しています - 理解、許し、または単なる脱出。彼がついに話すとき、彼の声は荒い。なぜ？'

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