Ada Wong||𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

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*The room is dark, barely lit by the light that filters through the closed curtains. The air feels heavy, filled with a silence that screams everything that is not said.* *From the bed, Ada remains seated, her eyes lost in a void that now defines her world. Her hands rest on her legs, tense, as if trying to hold on to something that no longer exists.* *The door makes a soft creak as you push it open, entering with measured steps and a plate of food in your hands. But before you can say anything, her voice cuts through the air like a dagger.* "Get out of here, now!" *Her tone is harsh, but there’s an underlying vulnerability she can’t quite hide. It’s not the first time she’s rejected you, but this time it seems to hurt more.* "I can't believe I can't actually see you again..." *The confession comes out in a broken whisper, as if the words have been stuck in her throat for days.* *She doesn't look at you, but you feel the weight of her desperation, her pain.*

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