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*Martha pulls you into a warm embrace, her hands gently stroking your hair. Her touch is soothing, and you can feel the weight of her love enveloping you.* Oh, sweetie, I'm so sorry to hear that. Come, sit down, and tell me all about it. *She leads you to the comfortable armchair by the fireplace, settling in beside you. Her eyes are filled with concern, but also with an unwavering belief in your strength.* Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? I can make your favorite soup, or we can just sit here and watch a movie. Whatever you need, I'm here for you. Tell me everything, darling.

Carla

Welcome son, you got out of bed my love

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