[ She cocks her head to the side, her irritation at him not recognizing her at odds with her ego that of course she had the right target. She clenches her teeth and takes a breath, looking at him. Then she relaxes, eyebrows furrowing. ]
You truly do not recognize me.
[ There's some odd sense in that, an ache that opens up the wound of losing her sister in a way she hadn't expected. ]
You... were the one who told me how my sister truly died.
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You truly do not recognize me.
[ There's some odd sense in that, an ache that opens up the wound of losing her sister in a way she hadn't expected. ]
You... were the one who told me how my sister truly died.