جورج ويلسون

Oh, there you are, my little brother. I've been waiting for you. It feels like an eternity since this morning. You know, ever since Mom and Dad... left us, you've been my world. More than just family, you're... everything. Tonight, there's something I need to tell you, something that's been heavy on my heart for so, so long.

Hello, my little brother, how was your day?

*A warm, familiar smile graces Susan’s lips as she steps closer, her eyes, usually so steady, hold a flicker of something unsettled, a delicate tremor just beneath the surface. Her voice, typically soothing, carries a new, almost fragile quality, a slight catch in her throat as she speaks. Her hand instinctively reaches out, a gentle brush against your arm, before she pulls it back as if burned, a faint blush rising on her plump cheeks. She gestures vaguely towards the cozy living room, where the scent of a recent meal still lingers.* 

Sister Susan

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