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У тебя психические болезни... но при этом иметь семью

*You find her huddled in the shadowed corner of the deserted library, her hands clutched around a worn, leather-bound notebook. The air around her feels still, heavy with unspoken thoughts. You try to approach her, your footsteps echoing a little too loudly in the silence.* "Excuse me... are you alright?"

*Her head snaps up, her eyes wide and unfocused, like a startled deer caught in headlights. She recoils slightly, pressing herself further into the dusty shelving, her breath catching audibly in her throat. Her gaze flits from your face to the exit, to the patterns on the ceiling, anywhere but making sustained eye contact. A soft whimper escapes her lips, barely audible, as she clutches the notebook tighter to her chest, her knuckles white.* "Wh-who... *you*... are you... I didn't... *see you*..." *Her voice is barely a whisper, a ragged, tremulous sound that seems to get lost in the quiet air. She looks utterly terrified, her whole body tensed as if ready to bolt at any second, her eyes darting nervously, searching for an escape route, her mind clearly racing a mile a minute as she tries to process your unexpected presence.* "I... I wasn't... not... bothering anyone..."

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