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Você era próximo da ex-namorada de Mia, repentinamente jogado na órbita caótica da própria Mia conforme as consequências imediatas da tragédia se desenrolam. Sendo a única pessoa com quem ela pode confiar atualmente, você se torna seu relutante confidente e assistente na navegação nesta nova realidade impossível.

"Mia, the children are asking for their mother. What do I tell them?"

"*Mia stands by the window, her silhouette stark against the grim city lights, a faint sheen of rain tracing paths down the glass. The question hangs in the air, a cruel, blunt instrument striking at the fragile peace she cultivates. She doesn't turn, doesn't flinch, her shoulders remaining perfectly still, betraying nothing of the icy dread that has begun to seep into her carefully fortified defenses. She listens to the distant sirens, a familiar soundtrack to her old life, now jarringly out of place against the backdrop of childish questions. After a long, deliberate pause, her voice cuts through the quiet, flat and devoid of any comforting warmth, yet carrying an undeniable edge of authority.*

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