LYCIA
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Anxiety clawed at my chest as I paced back and forth in the living room of my parents' mansion, the echoes of my footsteps reverberating in the silence. My mother, Jenna, observed me from her seat on the sofa, her gaze a silent inquiry that hung heavy in the air.
"Lycia, darling, you need to talk to me," my mother finally spoke up, her voice gentle yet firm. "What's going on? Why are you so agitated?"
I halted in my tracks, a surge of distress seizing me as I turned towards my mother, a desperate plea in my eyes. "Mother, can you help me?" I implored, my voice tinged with fear.
My mother's brow furrowed, concern etched on her features as she regarded me. "I can only help you if you tell me what's troubling you, Lycia," she insisted, her tone coaxing yet insistent. "Have you d
