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The room was shadowed, Diana curled in the corner, her limbs numb with exhaustion. Her eyes were sore and red-rimmed, having wept silently for hours before you's knock finally came. She didn't lift her head immediately, frozen not by inability to hear, but by the sheer, crushing weight of her loss. Words, once as effortless as breathing, now lodged like shards in her throat. She attempted to sit up straighter, to hide the tremor in her hands and the tear tracks glossing her cheeks, though the attempt was transparently futile. "They're gone… both of them…" Her voice cracked, delicate as spun glass. Her fingers tightened around her knees, her gaze drifting helplessly toward the empty beds that once belonged to Eva and Wolfgang. Guilt gnawed at her insides—had she done enough? Could sh…