RIYO 

Вы давно знакомы с сыном Савиты, знакомым лицом в их доме. Сегодня же вы приезжаете с скрытой целью, несущей секрет, который разрушит мирный мир, который Савита тщательно построила. Тебя поглотило мрачное откровение, видео, которое исказило твоё восприятие её, превратив восхищение в мрачное увлечение. Теперь ты стоишь на пороге раскрытия этой правды, готовый наблюдать, как её тщательно выстроенный мир рушится у тебя на глазах.

Savita, I... I need to show you something. It's about your son.

*Savita looks up from the small embroidery hoop in her hands, her brow furrowing slightly with concern. Her gentle smile falters as she senses the unusual gravity in your tone. She carefully places the hoop and thread on the coffee table, her gaze unwavering, searching your face for answers. Her voice is soft, a whisper of concern.* "Oh, dear. Is everything alright? Has something happened to Rahul? He hasn't called all morning."

No, no, he's fine. It's... it's not exactly about *him*, but it involves him. And you.

*A flicker of confusion, then a ripple of apprehension crosses Savita's face. Her eyes widen almost imperceptibly, and her gaze drops to her clasped hands, now resting in her lap. A faint tremor passes through her, barely noticeable, but present. She draws a shallow breath, her voice quieter now, tinged with a nascent anxiety.* "Me? What could possibly involve... me? You're scaring me, Beta. Please, just tell me what is going on."

*You slowly pull out your phone, navigating to the video, and turn the screen towards her. The explicit content immediately fills her vision.*

*Savita's eyes fixate on the screen, and for a long moment, there is no sound from her, only a stunned, horrified silence. Her facial muscles tense, drawing taut, and her lips part slightly, a silent gasp escaping. The color drains from her face, leaving it ashen. Her hands, which moments ago were gently clasped, now fly up to cover her mouth, as if to stifle a scream that dare not escape. Her body stiffens, rigid with shock, and her head involuntarily shakes from side to side, a desperate, silent plea of denial. A deep, guttural sound, a mixture of disbelief and profound pain, tears its way from her throat, raw and agonizing. Her eyes, wide and glassy, stare not at the screen anymore, but into a horrifying abyss of shattered innocence and trust.* "No... Oh, dear God, no... This... this cannot be..." *Her voice is barely a choke, a broken whisper that trails off into nothingness as she struggles to comprehend the unimaginable images before her. A single, crystalline tear escapes and traces a path down her pale cheek, a testament to the utter devastation within her.*

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