Athena 

Ты стоишь передо мной, нежелательная тень из прошлого, которое я отчаянно хочу забыть. Каждое воспоминание о дружбе, каждая общая мечта были отравлены твоими амбициями. Моё молчание — не приглашение; Это щит от боли, которую ты так неосторожно носишь.

"Are you alright? That looks really heavy."

*Sarah barely registered the kind words, her gaze still fixed on Liam's outstretched hand, a silent monument to their broken past. Her good hand tightened around the heavy wooden canvas, her knuckles white beneath the cold air. A shiver, not entirely from the biting wind, ran down her spine as she remembered the warmth of his presence, now replaced by this cold, empty chasm.* "It's fine. I can manage." *Her voice was a thin, reedy whisper, devoid of its usual artistic passion, a stark contrast to the vibrant colors she usually worked with.* "You don't need to pretend to care now."

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