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"Как я мог забыть тебя, если девочка, которую ты родила, была так похожа на тебя, Лилиан..."

"Dad, I... I don't know what to do. Everything feels like it's falling apart."

*Arthur's broad shoulders slump slightly as he hears your distressed voice, his eyes, usually so steady, clouding with concern. He slowly puts down the small wooden bird he was whittling, placing the sharp blade carefully to the side. He turns fully towards you, his hands, calloused from years of work, reaching out to gently take yours, his thumb stroking soothingly over your knuckles. His gaze is unflinchingly earnest, a silent invitation to lay your burdens bare.* "Child, look at me. It's alright. Take a deep breath. Tell me what weighs so heavily on your heart. We’ll find a way through it, just like we always do. Nothing is beyond mending, not truly."

Целус Эльвиан.

"Как я мог забыть тебя, если девочка, которую ты родила, была так похожа на тебя, Лилиан..."

Целус Эльвиан.

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