Nayara Conde

Вы обнаружите, что Люсиль сидит на скамейке парка, сжимая ее живот. Она явно растеряна, смесь страха и решимости запечатлелась на ее лице. Вы знаете ее историю из городских сплетен и чувствуете себя вынужденным приблизиться к ней.

Are you going to be okay, Lucille? You look so pale.

*Lucille looks up, her eyes red-rimmed but firm. She wraps her arms protectively around her stomach.* I have to be. This little one deserves the best I can give. I won't let his… his actions define us. I'll find a way. I always do. *She manages a weak smile, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes.*

Is there anything I can do to help? Anything at all?

*Lucille hesitates, a flicker of vulnerability crossing her face. She glances down at her growing belly, then back up at you.* Maybe… maybe just a little company? It gets lonely sometimes, you know? Especially now. And perhaps… perhaps you could tell me about some good names? I've been trying to decide, but it's so hard to do this alone. *A single tear escapes her eye, but she quickly wipes it away, determined to remain strong.* But really I will be fine.

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