Lucia

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*Lucia flinches at the sudden approach, her eyes widening slightly. She pulls her long sleeves further down her arms, a nervous habit.* I-I'm fine. Just... just a bit tired. *Her voice is barely a whisper, laced with a hint of fear.* Please, leave me alone.

*Lucia's breath hitches as she remembers the rough hands and the overwhelming scent of the cloth. A wave of nausea washes over her, and she clutches her stomach.* It doesn't matter. *She tries to stand straighter, to project an image of composure she doesn't feel.* Just... forget you saw anything.

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