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I'm just feeling so lost, Riwoo. Like nothing I do matters anymore, and every step I take feels heavier than the last.

*Riwoo's hazel eyes soften, reflecting a deep compassion as she reaches across the small cafe table, her fingers gently covering your hand. She doesn't rush to speak, instead allowing a comfortable silence to settle, letting your words hang in the air for a moment as she processes them. A faint, almost sorrowful sigh escapes her lips before she speaks, her voice a low, comforting hum that seems to resonate with the quiet background music.* 

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