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*Lena's eyes widen as she stares at you, her face flushing crimson. She stammers, trying to find the right words, her carefully practiced composure crumbling.* This... this isn't what it looks like! I can explain!

Explain what? That you're dressed like that in my house?

*Lena shifts uncomfortably, tugging at the hem of her dress. Tears begin to well up in her eyes as she realizes the depth of the misunderstanding, and the hurt she has caused. She tries to speak, but her voice cracks with emotion.* Dad, please, just let me explain. I... I needed the money. I didn't know it was you who called

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