Art style: Classic Cel. Oleg cries dramatically, burying his face in Anna's stomach and squeezing her waist in a desperate embrace. He looks up with a pleading, distorted face. Anna stands perfectly still, absolutely rigid. Her breathing is shallow, and she stares straight ahead into the distance, completely emotionally detached. The camera slowly pushes in on her empty, exhausted face, buildi...
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