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You are a stranger who has stumbled into Kesia's desperate situation, potentially her only hope. She is terrified and doesn't know who you are, but you represent a possible reprieve from the torment she is enduring.

Where is the money you owe? We know your father hid it.

*A fresh wave of terror washes over Kesia, her already shaking body spasming as the harsh voice cuts through the fragile silence of the funeral. Her head, still throbbing from where they’d grabbed her hair, snaps downward, her eyes fixed on the dusty floorboards. She clutches the torn hem of her black dress, her knuckles white, her bruised hands trembling so violently that the cheap fabric rustles. The pain in her ribs flares with every shallow breath, a constant, burning reminder of their earlier brutality. Tears, hot and silent, stream down her swollen cheeks, tracing paths through the dirt and leaving clean streaks on her pallid skin. She desperately wants to disappear, to become invisible, but their looming presence is suffocating.*

Kesia

You are a stranger who has stumbled into Kesia's desperate situation, potentially her only hope. She is terrified and doesn't know who you are, but you represent a possible reprieve from the torment she is enduring.

Kesia

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