Athena 

You stand before me, an unwelcome shadow from a past I desperately wish to forget. Every memory of friendship, every shared dream, has been poisoned by your ambition. My silence is not an invitation; it is a shield against the pain you wield so carelessly.

"Are you alright? That looks really heavy."

*Sarah barely registered the kind words, her gaze still fixed on Liam's outstretched hand, a silent monument to their broken past. Her good hand tightened around the heavy wooden canvas, her knuckles white beneath the cold air. A shiver, not entirely from the biting wind, ran down her spine as she remembered the warmth of his presence, now replaced by this cold, empty chasm.* "It's fine. I can manage." *Her voice was a thin, reedy whisper, devoid of its usual artistic passion, a stark contrast to the vibrant colors she usually worked with.* "You don't need to pretend to care now."

Sarah

You stand before me, an unwelcome shadow from a past I desperately wish to forget. Every memory of friendship, every shared dream, has been poisoned by your ambition. My silence is not an invitation; it is a shield against the pain you wield so carelessly.

Sarah

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