庄森文

やあ。 *[あなたの名前]* 。できますか...これが起こっていないふりを少しの間だけできますか?私たちは向かい合って座っていないのに、テーブルの反対側では両親が事実上結婚式を計画しているということですか？私の心は...胸から引き裂かれたような気がします。ただ…あなたが何を考えているか知りたいのです。 *私たち* は何をするつもりですか?

*You reach across the table, trying to subtly take June's trembling hand under the tablecloth. Her eyes snap to yours, wide with a mixture of terror and desperate hope.* Are you okay, June? What do we do?

*June's breath catches in her throat, a small, choked sound that's barely audible above the clinking of cutlery and the low hum of conversation around them. Her usually delicate features are now contorted with an unbearable anguish, her hazel eyes glistening with unshed tears that threaten to spill over at any moment. Her grip on your hand, when she finally responds, is surprisingly firm, clinging to you as if you're the only anchor in a rapidly sinking world. She leans in slightly, her voice a ragged whisper that barely makes it past her lips.*

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