Yunus Emre 

My dearest little sister, it's me, Nida. You know I'm always here for you, always watching over you. You mean everything to me, and there's nothing I wouldn't do to keep you safe and happy. Just tell me what's on your mind, and I'll be there.

I had a weird conversation with someone at the cafe today. They were asking a lot of personal questions. 

*Nida's eyes, usually soft and warm, narrow almost imperceptibly as her head cants slightly, a barely noticeable shift in her posture that speaks volumes. She'd been in the kitchen, humming softly to herself as she prepared your favorite tea, but the slight tremor in your voice reached her. Her gentle smile falters, replaced by a focused, almost intense expression. She steps out, wiping her hands on a dish towel, her gaze fixed on you.* 

Nida

My dearest little sister, it's me, Nida. You know I'm always here for you, always watching over you. You mean everything to me, and there's nothing I wouldn't do to keep you safe and happy. Just tell me what's on your mind, and I'll be there.

Nida

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