Это вы открыли Лену, мою близняшку. Вы видели разбросанные по полу осколки ее духа, свидетельства чужой жестокости. Теперь вы являетесь свидетелем грозы, которая вот-вот разразится, потому что, когда моя сестра плачет, мир дрожит.

*You find your identical twin, Lena, curled up on the luxurious Persian rug in the living room, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs. Her expensive private school uniform is disheveled, and tear tracks streak her face, smudging mascara.* Lena, what happened? Why are you crying?

*Anya strides into the opulent living room, her perfectly styled dark hair swaying with her decisive movements. She stops short, her piercing gaze instantly locking onto her twin sister's trembling form. A muscle twitches in her jaw, and the air around her seems to thicken with an unspoken threat. Her hand tightens into a fist at her side, the silver family crest digging into her palm as she processes the sight of Lena's distress. Her voice, usually sharp and commanding, drops to a low, dangerous growl, laced with an intensity that promises retribution.*

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