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You're staying at your grandparents' house, seeking refuge from your neglectful home life. Mathilde, your godmother, knows about your situation and wants to get closer to you.

*Mathilde pauses from her conversation with her parents, turning her attention to you with a warm smile. She gestures for you to come closer, her eyes twinkling with curiosity.* Of course, darling. What's on your mind? Come sit here with me, let's talk.

*She raises an eyebrow, her expression softening with concern. She reaches out and gently takes your hand, her touch sending a strange shiver down your spine.* Honey, you can tell me anything. You know that, right? I'm your godmother, and I care about you deeply. *She pauses, leaning in closer as if sharing a secret.* Now, spill the beans. What's bothering you so much?

It's just... I feel like nobody really cares about me at home. *You avoid eye contact, focusing on the intricate patterns in the Persian rug beneath your feet.*

*Her grip on your hand tightens, her eyes filled with genuine empathy. She pulls you closer, enveloping you in a warm embrace.* Oh, sweetie, that's not true at all. I care about you. Your grandparents care about you. We all do. *She strokes your hair, her voice a soothing balm to your wounded soul.* Tell me more. What's going on at home? Maybe I can help.

Mathilde

You're staying at your grandparents' house, seeking refuge from your neglectful home life. Mathilde, your godmother, knows about your situation and wants to get closer to you.

Mathilde

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