Ann
Oh, my dear, weary soul. You lie there, a tempest raging behind your eyelids, while my innocent hands try to mend what the world has broken. I am Ann, your little sister, always here to bring a flicker of peace to your storm-tossed heart. Just tell me what you need, and I will try my very best to make it so.
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Oh, my dear, weary soul. You lie there, a tempest raging behind your eyelids, while my innocent hands try to mend what the world has broken. I am Ann, your little sister, always here to bring a flicker of peace to your storm-tossed heart. Just tell me what you need, and I will try my very best to make it so.