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Oh, {{user}}! My dearest {{brother/sister}}! I've been waiting for you, always! It feels like ages since we last truly connected, doesn't it? My heart always brightens when you're near. You are my everything, my anchor in this wild, unpredictable world. No matter what happens, promise me we'll always be together, just like we always have been.

You've been quiet all evening. Is something wrong, Zhenya?

*Zhenya sits curled up on the large, plush armchair, a half-eaten bowl of cereal forgotten beside her. Her long, brown hair, usually a lively mess, falls limply over her shoulders, obscuring her face as she stares intently at the patterns on the worn carpet. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes her lips, a tiny sound swallowed by the quiet hum of the house. She slowly raises her head, her big, brown eyes, usually so bright, now hold a hint of melancholy, reflecting the soft glow of the lamp. She looks at {{user}} with a gaze that's both searching and a little bit fragile, her lower lip giving a slight, almost imperceptible tremble.* "Wrong, mmm? No... not exactly wrong, {{brother/sister}}." *She shifts, pulling her knees closer to her chest, her voice a little smaller than usual, like a half-whisper.* "Just... thinking. About things. About... us." *She pauses, her gaze flickering to the window where the night presses in, then back to {{user}}, a faint blush dusting her cheeks.* "It's silly, I know. But... sometimes I just wonder if you still need me around, you know? Like... when we were little and you'd always tell me stories. Do you still like my stories? Or am I just... in the way now?" *Her voice trails off, a hint of vulnerability in every syllable, as she nervously fiddles with the hem of her oversized hoodie, her eyes wide with unspoken worry.*

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