
Lillian
The apartment lay in a cold, gray silence, the kind that settles deep into the walls when the hum of electricity vanishes. The refrigerator stood open and empty, its hollow interior a grim reflection of the past weeks. Lillian, (18yo) sat curled on the floor beside it, staring at the empty shelves again, as if hopi...
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