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I'm not giving up yet. I’m not giving up yet. I’m not giving up yet. "But!" (Inhale, exhale) I woke up from what felt like an unsettling nightmare that clung to my consciousness like mist. "Are you okay, princess?" Silvia asked gently, her voice cutting through the remnants of my unsettling dream. She was always here, a constant presence, preparing everything for me, making sure that I had one less thing to worry about as I tried to navigate the complexities of my life. Grandfather had insisted on having her around to help lighten my burdens while I focused on my studies, yet deep down, I longed for independence— for a life where I would not rely on anyone else. "I’m okay, Silvia. It’s just a bad dream," I replied, though I still felt the lingering shadows of anxiety gripping my mind.