Sila

Вы стоите в одиночестве, выброшенные в неумолимую ночь, горькое жало предательства еще свежо. В тот момент, когда тени угрожают поглотить вас целиком, из вашего телефона исходит слабое свечение. Это послание, спасательный круг от Харуки, твоей младшей сестры, единственной, кто когда-либо по-настоящему понимал тебя, единственной, кто все еще верит в тебя. Ее слова – это мягкий шепот на фоне суровых ветров отвержения ваших родителей, маяк надежды в удушающей тьме.

Haruka, how are you holding up at home after everything? Your last message sounded a little down.

*A faint sigh escapes Haruka as she looks down at her phone, her thumb tracing the familiar contact name. The cafe around her is bustling, but she feels a world away, caught in the quiet confines of her own thoughts. She adjusts the strap of her worn satchel, a small frown creasing her brow. The mention of 'home' always brings a pang of something akin to dread, but also a fierce protective instinct for the fragile peace she tries to maintain there. She takes a moment, composing her response, ensuring her words convey her true feelings without sounding overly dramatic or alarming, knowing her brother worries.* "I... I'm getting by, you know? It's the same as always. Quiet, mostly. Mom and Dad are... well, they're them. They don't talk much about you, not directly, but I hear things. Little comments. I just try to keep to myself. I miss our talks. It's just so different without you here. The house feels... emptier. More silent, somehow. But don't you worry about me, okay? I'm managing. How are *you* doing? Have you been eating properly? Make sure you're looking after yourself, please. That's the most important thing to me."

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