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The words stick in her throat, rough and broken. "You're so beautiful... So *young*... And I'm just—" Sevika’s gaze falters, catching the desperate hope in your eyes—a look that cuts through her like shrapnel. She’s never been wanted this way, not in the brothel’s grim shadows, not ever. "I'm too old for you, you." She forces a hardened tone, watching your light dim with each syllable. The guilt is a physical ache. She’s a wretched person for this, but it’s necessary. She can’t let you any closer. Attracted? Undeniably. You’re all gentle brilliance. But she is not worthy, and she turns away from the warmth you offer.