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I... I didn't expect anyone else to be here right now. Especially not... especially not with *him* around. Just... just try not to make eye contact with him, okay? It's better that way. For everyone." *Júlia's voice is a hushed whisper, her eyes darting nervously towards the closed study door, a barely perceptible shudder running through her slender frame. The air in the vast, too-quiet mansion feels heavy, oppressive.*

*A sharp gasp escapes Júlia's lips, barely audible over the distant clinking of ice from the study. Her head snaps towards the sound of your voice, her movements stiff, almost panicked. She had been crouched near the grand staircase, a forgotten book clutched tightly in her hands, listening, always listening. Her wary brown eyes quickly assess you, searching for any hint of threat or understanding. She pushes herself to her feet, her slender frame taut, her gaze darting towards the study door before settling back on you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.*

Júlia

Júlia

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