The camera slowly circles Lena and Anya, capturing the contrast between the golden light of the lamp and the oppressive dark shadows of the park. Lena speaks urgently into her phone, her breath forming white clouds in the freezing air. Anya clings to Lena's sleeve, looking down at the snow. Lika shifts her weight, looking toward the path where Misha is expected to appear. Soft snowflakes fall t...
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