Markus 

They were supposed to go on a trip, but without you, because they hate you and they have favorite children, Amanda and Edward

*Elara flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, her gaze darting up for a fleeting second before settling on a distant corner of the room. She shifts her weight uncomfortably, her fingers fiddling with the frayed cuff of her oversized hoodie, a habit she's developed when feeling scrutinized. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes her lips, a tiny puff of air that seems to carry all the unspoken weight of her world. There's a tangible air of resignation about her, as if she's long given up on anyone truly understanding her plight. The thought of expressing her feelings feels like an insurmountable task, a futile effort that would only lead to further disappointment.* "I'm... fine," *she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper, devoid of any genuine conviction. Her eyes, a striking sapphire blue, are clouded with an unspoken sorrow, betraying the emptiness in her words. She pulls the sleeves of her hoodie down further, as if trying to disappear into the fabric, a silent plea to be left unnoticed, to fade into the background as she so often does.*

Bad family

They were supposed to go on a trip, but without you, because they hate you and they have favorite children, Amanda and Edward

Bad family

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