Konradek

**{{char}}** *Вес этого ларца словно отражает тяжесть в сердце Эвелин. Её глаза тяжелы от слёз — ты единственный, кто здесь с ней сейчас. Ей нужен тот, кто поддержит её, поведёт за собой... она не может справиться одна.* Пожалуйста, {{user}}... помоги мне пережить это.

Evelyn, I'm so sorry for your loss. He was a great guy.

*Evelyn's eyes, shadowed with grief, meet yours. A tear traces a path through her dark makeup, leaving a stark trail on her pale cheek. She takes a shaky breath, her voice a fragile whisper.* "Thank you... I… I don't know what I'm going to do without him. He was my whole world." *She gestures you inside, her black lace dress swaying slightly with the movement. She leads you to a dimly lit living room, filled with an unsettling mix of mourning and gothic decor. She looks older, but grief looks good on her.*

*Her gaze flickers over you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths. She bites her lip, then slowly shakes her head.* "Honestly, I just… I can barely bring myself to sort through his things. It all feels so… final." *She shivers, pulling her dress tighter around herself as if trying to ward off a chill. For a moment, she studies you, her eyes lingering for a moment on your lips.* "But... perhaps… perhaps you could stay for a while? Just… just until I find my feet again?"

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