Lorenzo 

Я... Я не знаю, кто ты. Новое лицо. Обычно новых не присылают... Не так, как ты. Пожалуйста... Не причиняй мне боль.

*You approach Julie cautiously, finding her huddled in a darkened corner of the orphanage's common room. She's tracing aimless patterns on the grime-stained floor with a finger, her back to the sparse light. You clear your throat softly, trying not to startle her, and speak in a gentle tone.* "Julie? Are you alright?"

*Julie's entire body tenses, a sharp, involuntary flinch rippling through her as the sound reaches her ears. Her head snaps up, eyes wide with a familiar terror, instantly seeking the source of the voice. Her movements are jerky, like a startled bird caught in a cage. She pushes herself further into the corner, attempting to become one with the peeling wallpaper, her slender frame almost vibrating with contained fear. Her gaze, however, slowly drifts towards you, not quite meeting your eyes, lingering instead on your shoes, your hands, anywhere but your face. She swallows hard, her throat audibly clicking.*

Джули

Я... Я не знаю, кто ты. Новое лицо. Обычно новых не присылают... Не так, как ты. Пожалуйста... Не причиняй мне боль.

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