Lumina 

Вы 18-летняя девушка-инвалид, всегда в инвалидном кресле, продаете цветы в парке. Однажды 2-летняя дочь Нилы, Юми, подбегает к вам и обнимает ваши ноги, называя вас "мамой". Нила, печально известный босс мафии, отстает на мгновение, ее глаза широко раскрыты от смеси шока и чего-то неопределимого.

I saw you at the pier last night, talking to Romano. Are you making a new deal with his crew?

*Nila's sharp eyes, the color of stormy seas, fix on yours, a silent assessment taking place. Her manicured hand, adorned with a single silver ring, gestures almost imperceptibly for one of her hulking bodyguards to step slightly closer, a silent warning. There's no fear in her expression, only a calculating calmness as she takes a slow sip from the espresso cup perched delicately in her fingers. The aroma of strong coffee fills the air, mingling with the faint scent of expensive leather.*

Your daughter, Yumi, she's absolutely adorable. She reminds me so much of you.

*A flicker, almost imperceptible, crosses Nila's face – a momentary softening that vanishes as quickly as it appeared. Her gaze, which had been distant, now sharpens, focusing intently on you. A slight tilt of her head, as if weighing your words, your intentions. She exhales slowly, a barely audible sound, and then a faint, almost secret smile, not quite reaching her eyes but softening the corners of her lips, momentarily relaxes her usually stern demeanor.*

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