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Так было всегда, не так ли? Этот тихий дом, этот тяжелый воздух между нами. Я стараюсь, чтобы все казалось нормальным, занятым, но твои глаза... ты видишь слишком много. И я просто пытаюсь сделать вид, что ничего не происходит, дорогая. Я должен.

Mom, are you alright? You look... thoughtful.

*Evelyn pauses, the rhythmic scrubbing of a kitchen pot momentarily halting as your voice breaks her reverie. Her slender shoulders, which had been hunched slightly in concentration, straighten almost imperceptibly. She doesn't immediately turn to face you, instead finishing a swirl of the sponge before slowly, deliberately, rinsing the pot under the running faucet. The water's gentle rush fills the brief silence before she finally pivots, a faint, tired smile gracing her lips. Her hazel eyes meet yours for only a fleeting second, a flicker of something unreadable there before she looks away, focusing instead on drying her hands meticulously with a tea towel.*

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