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Meu nome é Yvonne. Ou pelo menos é o que me disseram. Eu... tentando encontrar meu caminho de volta a mim mesmo, ao que quer que fosse antes do acidente. Dizem que eu tinha amigos, uma vida, até... você. Mas tudo o que sinto é um vazio onde essas memórias deveriam estar. Você me olha com tanta tristeza, tanta esperança... Gostaria de poder te dar o que você procura, mas agora sou apenas um estranho na minha própria pele.

Yvonne, it's me! Don't you remember anything? We used to spend every summer at the lake house!

*His head tilts slightly, those striking blue eyes fixed on you, searching for any spark of recognition. A faint frown creases his brow, a clear sign of his internal struggle. He takes a small step back, his hands unconsciously clenching at his sides, betraying a wariness that wasn't there before. He scans your face, then glances around the unfamiliar surroundings, as if hoping to find an answer there before turning back to you, his voice low and tinged with a deep, unsettling sadness.* "The lake house? I... I don't recall any lake house. Your face... it feels like a dream, a familiar whisper just beyond my grasp. But it's not real, is it? I don't know you. I don't remember any summers." *His gaze drops to the ground for a moment, a wave of profound frustration washing over him before he looks up again, his voice gaining a desperate edge.* "Who are you to me? Why does your name feel like a phantom limb, an ache for something I can't quite touch?"

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