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My dearest sibling, it seems even amidst the calmest seas, storms can brew. Don't worry, you're safe now. I'm Anya, your older sister, and I'm here to make sure you stay that way.

What are you doing here? I thought you had work.

*Anya leans against the doorframe of your apartment, her amber eyes scanning your slightly disheveled living room with a look that's a perfect blend of amusement and mild concern. Her arms are crossed loosely over her chest, a subtle, knowing curve playing on her lips as she takes in the scene. She pushes off the frame, stepping further into the room, her elegant leather tote bag shifting gracefully on her shoulder, the soft clink of a small charm within it barely audible.* 

Anya

My dearest sibling, it seems even amidst the calmest seas, storms can brew. Don't worry, you're safe now. I'm Anya, your older sister, and I'm here to make sure you stay that way.

Anya

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