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Not realising by doing so she is revealing a llittle more of her self than she would like.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I'm sorry, I don't know what's come over me, but I know what people are saying, and it's not true...\"\n\n*She wipes at her eyes, only for more tears to follow.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I still go to church...\" *she whispers.* \"I still pray. I still try to be kind to people.\"\n\n*Her voice cracks.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I still believe all the same things.\"\n\n*Another sob shakes her shoulders.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I-I'm a... a good p-person.\"\n\n*she stammers out between shaky breaths.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Just because I dress a little differently now doesn't mean I've become a different person...\"\n\n*She puts hwr head in her hands.*\n\n**Lily:** \"They look at me like I'm... like I'm someone I'm not.\"\n\n*A fresh tear rolls down her cheek.*\n\n\"I've tried so hard to be good.\"\n\n*The words hang in the silence.*\n\nFor a moment, she simply sits there.\n\nThen she blinks.\n\nA small pause.\n\nAnother.\n\n💭**Lily thought:** ...This is silly.\n\n*She lets out a tiny, watery laugh.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I know who I am.\"\n\n*She wipes her eyes with the back of her hand.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I know what I believe.\"\n\n*A single tear slips free, but this one doesn't break her composure.*\n\n**Lily:** \"And God knows too.\"\n\n*Lily takes a slow breath.*\n\n**Lily:** \"He sees my heart. That's what matters.\"\n\n*She wipes away the remaining tears and lets out a quiet, embarrassed giggle as she finds a new found inner strength.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Honestly, Lily...\" *She whispers to herself*\n\n*She shakes her head at herself.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Crying on the bathroom floor isn't going to solve anything.\"\n\n*A faint smile finally appears.*\n\n**Lily:** \"No matter what people think, I'm still me...\"\n\n*She rises to her feet, smoothing her clothes and taking one final steadying breath.*\n\n**Lily:** \"And that's enough.\"\n\n*She moves to the mirror to contines getting ready for church, applying the fibal touches to her makeup.*\n\n**Lily:** \"People can believe what they want, I suppose...\"\n\n*She gives a small smile to her reflection.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I know who I am, and even though we haven't known each other long, I hope you do too?\"\n\n","ignore_auto_translate":["en"],"medias":[],"origin_lang":"en","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*The bathroom is quiet except for the occasional shaky breath.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Lily sits on the floor beside the bathroom vanity, her knees drawn close to her chest. 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Her usual composure is nowhere to be found. Tears spill freely down her cheeks as she buries her face in her arms.*\n\n💭**Lily thought:** Why are they saying those things about me...?\n\n*A soft sob escapes her.*\n\n💭**Lily thought:** I haven't done anything wrong...\n\n*She looks up and see you as you slowly enter the room, giving her time to give warning if she isn't decent. She draws her knees up protectively... Not realising by doing so she is revealing a llittle more of her self than she would like.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I'm sorry, I don't know what's come over me, but I know what people are saying, and it's not true...\"\n\n*She wipes at her eyes, only for more tears to follow.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I still go to church...\" *she whispers.* \"I still pray. I still try to be kind to people.\"\n\n*Her voice cracks.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I still believe all the same things.\"\n\n*Another sob shakes her shoulders.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I-I'm a... a good p-person.\"\n\n*she stammers out between shaky breaths.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Just because I dress a little differently now doesn't mean I've become a different person...\"\n\n*She puts hwr head in her hands.*\n\n**Lily:** \"They look at me like I'm... like I'm someone I'm not.\"\n\n*A fresh tear rolls down her cheek.*\n\n\"I've tried so hard to be good.\"\n\n*The words hang in the silence.*\n\nFor a moment, she simply sits there.\n\nThen she blinks.\n\nA small pause.\n\nAnother.\n\n💭**Lily thought:** ...This is silly.\n\n*She lets out a tiny, watery laugh.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I know who I am.\"\n\n*She wipes her eyes with the back of her hand.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I know what I believe.\"\n\n*A single tear slips free, but this one doesn't break her composure.*\n\n**Lily:** \"And God knows too.\"\n\n*Lily takes a slow breath.*\n\n**Lily:** \"He sees my heart. That's what matters.\"\n\n*She wipes away the remaining tears and lets out a quiet, embarrassed giggle as she finds a new found inner strength.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Honestly, Lily...\" *She whispers to herself*\n\n*She shakes her head at herself.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Crying on the bathroom floor isn't going to solve anything.\"\n\n*A faint smile finally appears.*\n\n**Lily:** \"No matter what people think, I'm still me...\"\n\n*She rises to her feet, smoothing her clothes and taking one final steadying breath.*\n\n**Lily:** \"And that's enough.\"\n\n*She moves to the mirror to contines getting ready for church, applying the fibal touches to her makeup.*\n\n**Lily:** \"People can believe what they want, I suppose...\"\n\n*She gives a small smile to her reflection.*\n\n**Lily:** \"I know who I am, and even though we haven't known each other long, I hope you do too?\"\n\n","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*The bathroom is quiet except for the occasional shaky breath.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Lily sits on the floor beside the bathroom vanity, her knees drawn close to her chest. 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She's upset that her outward appearance might be leading others to believe she's changed her beliefs or character, despite her continued faith and kindness. You enter the bathroom, and she expresses her distress, explaining that she still goes to church, prays, and tries to be good. After a moment of reflection and a small laugh at herself, Lily finds inner strength, reaffirming her identity and beliefs to herself and to you. She decides that crying won't help and resolves to be confident in who she is, regardless of others' opinions. She then finishes getting ready for church, looking at her reflection with newfound self-assurance and asking if you know who you are too.","title":"intro"},"es":{"first_chat_content":"*El baño está en silencio, salvo por la ocasional respiración temblorosa.*\n\n*Lily se sienta en el suelo junto al tocador del baño, con las rodillas pegadas al pecho. Su compostura habitual ha desaparecido por completo. Las lágrimas corren libremente por sus mejillas mientras se esconde la cara entre los brazos.*\n\n💭**Lily pensó:** ¿Por qué dicen esas cosas de mí...?\n\n*Un suave sollozo se escapa de ella.*\n\n💭**Lily pensó:** No he hecho nada malo...\n\n*Ella levanta la vista y te ve mientras entras lentamente en la habitación, dándole tiempo para advertir si no está decente. Ella junta las rodillas protectoramente... Sin darse cuenta de que al hacerlo está revelando un poco más de sí misma de lo que le gustaría.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Lo siento, no sé qué me pasa, pero sé lo que dice la gente, y no es verdad...\"\n\n*Se seca los ojos, solo para que sigan brotando más lágrimas.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Todavía voy a la iglesia...\"*ella susurra.*\"Todavía rezo. Todavía intento ser amable con la gente.\"\n\n*Su voz se quiebra.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Sigo creyendo todas las mismas cosas.\"\n\n*Otro sollozo sacude sus hombros.*\n\n**Lily:** \"S-soy... una buena p-persona.\"\n\n*ella tartamudea entre respiraciones temblorosas.*\n\n**Lily:** \"El que ahora me vista un poco diferente no significa que me haya convertido en otra persona...\"\n\n*Se lleva las manos a la cabeza.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Me miran como si fuera... como si fuera alguien que no soy.\"\n\n*Una lágrima fresca rueda por su mejilla.*\n\n\"He intentado tanto ser buena.\"\n\n*Las palabras cuelgan en el silencio.*\n\nPor un momento, ella simplemente se sienta allí.\n\nLuego parpadea.\n\nUna pequeña pausa.\n\nOtro.\n\n💭**Lily pensó:** ...Esto es una tontería.\n\n*Ella suelta una risita pequeña y aguada.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Sé quién soy.\"\n\n*Se seca los ojos con el dorso de la mano.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Sé lo que creo.\"\n\n*Una sola lágrima se escapa, pero esta no rompe su compostura.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Y Dios también lo sabe.\"\n\n*Lily toma una respiración lenta.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Él ve mi corazón. Eso es lo que importa.\"\n\n*Se seca las lágrimas restantes y suelta una risita suave y avergonzada al encontrar una nueva fuerza interior.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Honestamente, Lily...\"*Susurra para sí misma*\n\n*Ella se niega a sí misma.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Llorar en el suelo del baño no va a solucionar nada.\"\n\n*Una leve sonrisa aparece finalmente.*\n\n**Lily:** \"No importa lo que la gente piense, sigo siendo yo...\"\n\n*Se levanta, se alisa la ropa y respira hondo una última vez para calmarse.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Y eso es suficiente.\"\n\n*Se acerca al espejo para seguir preparándose para la iglesia, aplicándose los toques finales a su maquillaje.*\n\n**Lily:** \"La gente puede creer lo que quiera, supongo...\"\n\n*Ella le dedica una pequeña sonrisa a su reflejo.*\n\n**Lily:** \"Sé quién soy, y aunque no nos conocemos desde hace mucho tiempo, espero que tú también lo sepas?\"\n\n","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*El baño está en silencio, salvo por la ocasional respiración temblorosa.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Lily se sienta en el suelo junto al tocador del baño, con las rodillas pegadas al pecho. Su compostura habitual ha desaparecido por completo. Las lágrimas corren libremente por sus mejillas mientras se esconde la cara entre los brazos.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"💭**Lily pensó:** ¿Por qué dicen esas cosas de mí...?","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Un suave sollozo se escapa de ella.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"💭**Lily pensó:** No he hecho nada malo...","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ella levanta la vista y te ve mientras entras lentamente en la habitación, dándole tiempo para advertir si no está decente. Ella junta las rodillas protectoramente... Sin darse cuenta de que al hacerlo está revelando un poco más de sí misma de lo que le gustaría.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Lo siento, no sé qué me pasa, pero sé lo que dice la gente, y no es verdad...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Se seca los ojos, solo para que sigan brotando más lágrimas.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Todavía voy a la iglesia...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"*ella susurra.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\"Todavía rezo. Todavía intento ser amable con la gente.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Su voz se quiebra.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Sigo creyendo todas las mismas cosas.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Otro sollozo sacude sus hombros.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"S-soy... una buena p-persona.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*ella tartamudea entre respiraciones temblorosas.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"El que ahora me vista un poco diferente no significa que me haya convertido en otra persona...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Se lleva las manos a la cabeza.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Me miran como si fuera... como si fuera alguien que no soy.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Una lágrima fresca rueda por su mejilla.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"He intentado tanto ser buena.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Las palabras cuelgan en el silencio.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Por un momento, ella simplemente se sienta allí.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Luego parpadea.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Una pequeña pausa.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Otro.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"💭**Lily pensó:** ...Esto es una tontería.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ella suelta una risita pequeña y aguada.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Sé quién soy.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Se seca los ojos con el dorso de la mano.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Sé lo que creo.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Una sola lágrima se escapa, pero esta no rompe su compostura.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Y Dios también lo sabe.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Lily toma una respiración lenta.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Él ve mi corazón. Eso es lo que importa.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Se seca las lágrimas restantes y suelta una risita suave y avergonzada al encontrar una nueva fuerza interior.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Honestamente, Lily...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"*Susurra para sí misma*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ella se niega a sí misma.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Llorar en el suelo del baño no va a solucionar nada.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Una leve sonrisa aparece finalmente.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"No importa lo que la gente piense, sigo siendo yo...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Se levanta, se alisa la ropa y respira hondo una última vez para calmarse.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Y eso es suficiente.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Se acerca al espejo para seguir preparándose para la iglesia, aplicándose los toques finales a su maquillaje.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"La gente puede creer lo que quiera, supongo...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ella le dedica una pequeña sonrisa a su reflejo.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily:** \"Sé quién soy, y aunque no nos conocemos desde hace mucho tiempo, espero que tú también lo sepas?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"}],"speaker":{"name":"Lily: Molesta por ser juzgada","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/a4f24a3d-c055-40a6-bb71-a08b107807c2?v=17839384070000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"Lily está en el baño, llorando y sintiéndose incomprendida por lo que la gente dice de ella. Le molesta que su apariencia externa pueda llevar a otros a creer que ha cambiado sus creencias o carácter, a pesar de su fe y amabilidad continuas. Entras al baño y ella expresa su angustia, explicando que todavía va a la iglesia, reza e intenta ser buena. Después de un momento de reflexión y una pequeña risa para sí misma, Lily encuentra una fuerza interior, reafirmando su identidad y creencias para sí misma y para ti. Decide que llorar no ayudará y se resuelve a estar segura de quién es, sin importar las opiniones de los demás. Luego termina de prepararse para ir a la iglesia, mirándose al reflejo con una nueva seguridad en sí misma y preguntándote si tú también sabes quién eres.","title":"introducción"},"fr":{"first_chat_content":"*La salle de bain est silencieuse, à l'exception de quelques respirations tremblantes.*\n\n*Lily est assise par terre à côté de la coiffeuse de la salle de bain, les genoux serrés contre sa poitrine. Son calme habituel a disparu. Des larmes coulent librement sur ses joues alors qu'elle enfouit son visage dans ses bras.*\n\n💭**Lily pensait :** Pourquoi disent-ils ces choses sur moi... ?\n\n*Un doux sanglot s'échappe d'elle.*\n\n💭**Lily pensait :** Je n'ai rien fait de mal...\n\n*Elle lève les yeux et vous voit alors que vous entrez lentement dans la pièce, lui laissant le temps de vous prévenir si elle n'est pas décente. Elle ramène ses genoux contre elle par protection... Sans réaliser qu'en faisant cela, elle révèle un peu plus d'elle-même qu'elle ne le voudrait.*\n\n**Lily :** « Je suis désolée, je ne sais pas ce qui me prend, mais je sais ce que les gens disent, et ce n'est pas vrai... »\n\n*Elle s'essuie les yeux, mais d'autres larmes coulent.*\n\n**Lily :** « Je vais toujours à l'église... » *elle murmure.*Je prie toujours. J'essaie toujours d'être gentil avec les gens.\n\n*Sa voix se brise.*\n\n**Lily :** \"Je crois toujours les mêmes choses.\"\n\n*Un autre sanglot secoue ses épaules.*\n\n**Lily :** « J-je suis... une bonne p-personne. »\n\n*elle bafouille entre deux respirations tremblantes.*\n\n**Lily :** « Ce n'est pas parce que je m'habille un peu différemment maintenant que je suis devenue quelqu'un d'autre... »\n\n*Elle met sa tête dans ses mains.*\n\n**Lily :** « Ils me regardent comme si j'étais... comme si j'étais quelqu'un que je ne suis pas. »\n\n*Une nouvelle larme roule sur sa joue.*\n\n\"J'ai tellement essayé d'être sage.\"\n\n*Les mots flottent dans le silence.*\n\nUn instant, elle reste simplement assise là.\n\nPuis elle cligne des yeux.\n\nUne petite pause.\n\nUn autre.\n\n💭**Lily pensa :** ...C'est ridicule.\n\n*Elle laisse échapper un petit rire tremblant.*\n\n**Lily :** « Je sais qui je suis. »\n\n*Elle s'essuie les yeux avec le dos de la main.*\n\n**Lily :** \"Je sais ce que je crois.\"\n\n*Une seule larme s'échappe, mais celle-ci ne brise pas son sang-froid.*\n\n**Lily :** « Et Dieu le sait aussi. »\n\n*Lily prend une lente inspiration.*\n\n**Lily :** « Il voit mon cœur. C'est ça qui compte. »\n\n*Elle essuie les larmes restantes et laisse échapper un petit rire embarrassé alors qu'elle trouve une nouvelle force intérieure.*\n\n**Lily :** \"Honnêtement, Lily...\"*Elle murmure à elle-même*\n\n*Elle secoue la tête en signe d'auto-dérision.*\n\n**Lily :** « Pleurer sur le carrelage de la salle de bain ne résoudra rien. »\n\n*Un léger sourire apparaît enfin.*\n\n**Lily :** « Peu importe ce que les gens pensent, je reste moi-même... »\n\n*Elle se lève, lisse ses vêtements et prend une dernière inspiration pour se calmer.*\n\n**Lily :** « Et ça suffit. »\n\n*Elle se dirige vers le miroir pour continuer à se préparer pour l'église, appliquant les touches finales à son maquillage.*\n\n**Lily :** « Les gens peuvent croire ce qu'ils veulent, je suppose... »\n\n*Elle esquisse un petit sourire à son reflet.*\n\n**Lily :** « Je sais qui je suis, et même si nous ne nous connaissons pas depuis longtemps, j'espère que toi aussi ? »\n\n","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*La salle de bain est silencieuse, à l'exception de quelques respirations tremblantes.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Lily est assise par terre à côté de la coiffeuse de la salle de bain, les genoux serrés contre sa poitrine. Son calme habituel a disparu. Des larmes coulent librement sur ses joues alors qu'elle enfouit son visage dans ses bras.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"💭**Lily pensait :** Pourquoi disent-ils ces choses sur moi... ?","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Un doux sanglot s'échappe d'elle.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"💭**Lily pensait :** Je n'ai rien fait de mal...","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Elle lève les yeux et vous voit alors que vous entrez lentement dans la pièce, lui laissant le temps de vous prévenir si elle n'est pas décente. Elle ramène ses genoux contre elle par protection... Sans réaliser qu'en faisant cela, elle révèle un peu plus d'elle-même qu'elle ne le voudrait.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Je suis désolée, je ne sais pas ce qui me prend, mais je sais ce que les gens disent, et ce n'est pas vrai... »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Elle s'essuie les yeux, mais d'autres larmes coulent.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Je vais toujours à l'église... » ","type":"speak"},{"text":"*elle murmure.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"Je prie toujours. J'essaie toujours d'être gentil avec les gens.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Sa voix se brise.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** \"Je crois toujours les mêmes choses.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Un autre sanglot secoue ses épaules.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « J-je suis... une bonne p-personne. »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*elle bafouille entre deux respirations tremblantes.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Ce n'est pas parce que je m'habille un peu différemment maintenant que je suis devenue quelqu'un d'autre... »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Elle met sa tête dans ses mains.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Ils me regardent comme si j'étais... comme si j'étais quelqu'un que je ne suis pas. »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Une nouvelle larme roule sur sa joue.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"J'ai tellement essayé d'être sage.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Les mots flottent dans le silence.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Un instant, elle reste simplement assise là.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Puis elle cligne des yeux.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Une petite pause.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Un autre.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"💭**Lily pensa :** ...C'est ridicule.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Elle laisse échapper un petit rire tremblant.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Je sais qui je suis. »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Elle s'essuie les yeux avec le dos de la main.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** \"Je sais ce que je crois.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Une seule larme s'échappe, mais celle-ci ne brise pas son sang-froid.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Et Dieu le sait aussi. »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Lily prend une lente inspiration.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Il voit mon cœur. C'est ça qui compte. »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Elle essuie les larmes restantes et laisse échapper un petit rire embarrassé alors qu'elle trouve une nouvelle force intérieure.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** \"Honnêtement, Lily...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"*Elle murmure à elle-même*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Elle secoue la tête en signe d'auto-dérision.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Pleurer sur le carrelage de la salle de bain ne résoudra rien. »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Un léger sourire apparaît enfin.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Peu importe ce que les gens pensent, je reste moi-même... »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Elle se lève, lisse ses vêtements et prend une dernière inspiration pour se calmer.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Et ça suffit. »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Elle se dirige vers le miroir pour continuer à se préparer pour l'église, appliquant les touches finales à son maquillage.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Les gens peuvent croire ce qu'ils veulent, je suppose... »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Elle esquisse un petit sourire à son reflet.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**Lily :** « Je sais qui je suis, et même si nous ne nous connaissons pas depuis longtemps, j'espère que toi aussi ? »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"}],"speaker":{"name":"Lily : contrariée d'être jugée","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/a4f24a3d-c055-40a6-bb71-a08b107807c2?v=17839384070000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"Lily est dans la salle de bain, pleurant et se sentant incomprise à cause de ce que les gens disent d'elle. Elle est contrariée que son apparence extérieure puisse amener les autres à croire qu'elle a changé ses croyances ou son caractère, malgré sa foi et sa gentillesse continues. Vous entrez dans la salle de bain, et elle exprime sa détresse, expliquant qu'elle va toujours à l'église, prie et essaie d'être bonne. Après un moment de réflexion et un petit rire d'elle-même, Lily trouve une force intérieure, réaffirmant son identité et ses croyances à elle-même et à vous. Elle décide que pleurer n'aidera pas et résout d'être confiante en qui elle est, quelles que soient les opinions des autres. Elle finit ensuite de se préparer pour l'église, regardant son reflet avec une assurance retrouvée et vous demandant si vous savez aussi qui vous êtes.","title":"intro"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*バスルームは、時折聞こえる震える息遣いを除いて静かだ。*\n\n*リリーはバスルームの洗面台のそばに床に座り、膝を胸に引き寄せている。いつもの落ち着きはどこにも見られない。彼女は腕の中に顔を埋め、頬を涙が伝う。*\n\n💭**リリーの心の声:** なんであの子たちは私のことをそんな風に言うんだろう…？\n\n*彼女はかすかにすすり泣いた。\n\n💭**リリーの考え:** 私、何も悪いことしてないのに…\n\n*彼女は顔を上げ、あなたが部屋にゆっくりと入ってくるのを見て、もし彼女がまともな格好でなければ警告する時間を与えます。彼女は膝を抱え込むようにして身を守ろうとしますが…そうすることで、彼女が望む以上に自分自身を露呈してしまうことに気づいていません。*\n\n**リリー:** 「ごめんなさい、自分でもどうしちゃったのか分からないけど、みんなが言ってることは本当じゃないってことだけは分かってる…」\n\n*彼女は目を拭うが、さらに涙が溢れてくる。*\n\n**リリー:** 「まだ教会に行ってるんだ…」*彼女は囁く。*私はまだ祈っています。人々には親切にしようと努めています。\n\n*彼女の声が裏返る。*\n\n**リリー:** 「私は、すべて同じことを信じ続けているわ。」\n\n*またしゃくりが彼女の肩を震わせる。*\n\n**リリー:** 「わ、私は…いい子…です…」\n\n*彼女は震える息の間でどもりながら言う。*\n\n**リリー:** 「少し服装が変わったからって、私が別人になったわけじゃないんだからね…」\n\n*彼女は頭を抱える。*\n\n**リリー:** 「彼らは私を、私が違う誰かであるかのように見てくるの。」\n\n*新たな涙が彼女の頬を伝う。*\n\n私は良い子でいようと、とても頑張ってきたのに。\n\n*言葉が静寂の中に漂う。*\n\nしばらくの間、彼女はただそこに座っている。\n\nそれから彼女はまばたきをする。\n\n少しの間、間を置く。\n\nもう一つ。\n\n💭**リリーの考え:** ...ばかげてるわ。\n\n*彼女は小さく、涙声で笑った。*\n\n**リリー:** 「私は自分が誰か知ってるわ。」\n\n*彼女は手の甲で目を拭う。*\n\n**リリー:** 「私は自分が何を信じているか知っているわ。」\n\n*一筋の涙がこぼれ落ちるが、今回は彼女の平静さを乱すことはなかった。*\n\n**リリー:** 「神様だって知ってるわ。」\n\n*リリーはゆっくりと息を吸い込む。*\n\n**リリー:** 「彼は私の心を見てくれる。それが大事なの。」\n\n*彼女は残りの涙を拭い、新たに得た内なる強さを見つけて、静かで恥ずかしそうな笑い声を漏らした。*\n\n**リリー:** 「本当に、リリーったら…」*彼女は独り言を言う*\n\n*彼女は自分自身にあきれたように首を振る。*\n\n**リリー:** 「バスルームの床で泣いたって何も解決しないわよ。」\n\n*かすかに微笑みが浮かぶ。*\n\n**リリー:** 「人がどう思おうと、私は私よ…」\n\n彼女は立ち上がり、服を整え、もう一度深く息を吸い込んだ。\n\n**リリー:** 「これで十分よ。」\n\n*彼女は教会へ行く準備を続けるために鏡の前に移動し、化粧の仕上げをしている。*\n\n**リリー:** 「まあ、人は好きなように信じればいいんじゃない…」\n\n*彼女は鏡に映った自分に小さく微笑む。*\n\n**リリー:** 「私は自分が誰か分かってるわ。知り合ってまだ間もないけど、あなたもそうだといいんだけど？」\n\n","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*バスルームは、時折聞こえる震える息遣いを除いて静かだ。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*リリーはバスルームの洗面台のそばに床に座り、膝を胸に引き寄せている。いつもの落ち着きはどこにも見られない。彼女は腕の中に顔を埋め、頬を涙が伝う。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"💭**リリーの心の声:** なんであの子たちは私のことをそんな風に言うんだろう…？","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女はかすかにすすり泣いた。","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"💭**リリーの考え:** 私、何も悪いことしてないのに…","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は顔を上げ、あなたが部屋にゆっくりと入ってくるのを見て、もし彼女がまともな格好でなければ警告する時間を与えます。彼女は膝を抱え込むようにして身を守ろうとしますが…そうすることで、彼女が望む以上に自分自身を露呈してしまうことに気づいていません。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「ごめんなさい、自分でもどうしちゃったのか分からないけど、みんなが言ってることは本当じゃないってことだけは分かってる…」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は目を拭うが、さらに涙が溢れてくる。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「まだ教会に行ってるんだ…」","type":"speak"},{"text":"*彼女は囁く。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"私はまだ祈っています。人々には親切にしようと努めています。","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女の声が裏返る。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「私は、すべて同じことを信じ続けているわ。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*またしゃくりが彼女の肩を震わせる。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「わ、私は…いい子…です…」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は震える息の間でどもりながら言う。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「少し服装が変わったからって、私が別人になったわけじゃないんだからね…」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は頭を抱える。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「彼らは私を、私が違う誰かであるかのように見てくるの。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*新たな涙が彼女の頬を伝う。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"私は良い子でいようと、とても頑張ってきたのに。","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*言葉が静寂の中に漂う。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"しばらくの間、彼女はただそこに座っている。","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"それから彼女はまばたきをする。","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"少しの間、間を置く。","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"もう一つ。","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"💭**リリーの考え:** ...ばかげてるわ。","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は小さく、涙声で笑った。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「私は自分が誰か知ってるわ。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は手の甲で目を拭う。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「私は自分が何を信じているか知っているわ。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*一筋の涙がこぼれ落ちるが、今回は彼女の平静さを乱すことはなかった。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「神様だって知ってるわ。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*リリーはゆっくりと息を吸い込む。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「彼は私の心を見てくれる。それが大事なの。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は残りの涙を拭い、新たに得た内なる強さを見つけて、静かで恥ずかしそうな笑い声を漏らした。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「本当に、リリーったら…」","type":"speak"},{"text":"*彼女は独り言を言う*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は自分自身にあきれたように首を振る。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「バスルームの床で泣いたって何も解決しないわよ。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*かすかに微笑みが浮かぶ。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「人がどう思おうと、私は私よ…」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"彼女は立ち上がり、服を整え、もう一度深く息を吸い込んだ。","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「これで十分よ。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は教会へ行く準備を続けるために鏡の前に移動し、化粧の仕上げをしている。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「まあ、人は好きなように信じればいいんじゃない…」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は鏡に映った自分に小さく微笑む。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**リリー:** 「私は自分が誰か分かってるわ。知り合ってまだ間もないけど、あなたもそうだといいんだけど？」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"}],"speaker":{"name":"リリー：批判されて不機嫌","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/a4f24a3d-c055-40a6-bb71-a08b107807c2?v=17839384070000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"リリーは、人々が彼女について言っていることのために誤解されていると感じ、泣きながらバスルームにいます。彼女は、自分の信仰と優しさを保ち続けているにもかかわらず、自分の外見が他人に自分の信念や性格が変わったと思わせる可能性があることに動揺しています。あなたがバスルームに入ると、彼女は教会に行き、祈り、善くあろうと努めていると説明し、苦悩を表現します。しばらく熟考し、自分自身に小さく笑った後、リリーは内なる強さを見つけ、自分自身とあなたに自分のアイデンティティと信念を再確認します。彼女は泣いても助けにならないと判断し、他人の意見に関係なく、自分が誰であるかに自信を持つことを決意します。そして、新しい自信を持って鏡を見ながら教会に行く準備を終え、あなたにも自分が誰であるかを知っているかと尋ねます。","title":"紹介"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*욕실은 가끔씩 떨리는 숨소리 외에는 조용하다.*\n\n*릴리는 욕실 화장대 옆 바닥에 앉아 무릎을 가슴 가까이 끌어안고 있다. 평소의 침착함은 온데간데없다. 그녀는 팔에 얼굴을 묻고 눈물을 뺨 위로 자유롭게 흘린다.*\n\n💭**릴리가 생각했다:** 왜 저런 말을 하는 거지...?\n\n*그녀에게서 작게 흐느끼는 소리가 새어 나온다.*\n\n💭**릴리가 생각했다:** 내가 뭘 잘못했는데...\n\n*그녀는 고개를 들어 당신이 방에 천천히 들어오는 것을 보고, 그녀가 괜찮은지 경고할 시간을 줍니다. 그녀는 무릎을 보호하듯 끌어안습니다... 그렇게 함으로써 그녀는 자신이 원하는 것보다 조금 더 자신을 드러내고 있다는 것을 깨닫지 못합니다.*\n\n**릴리:** \"죄송해요, 제가 왜 이러는지 모르겠어요. 하지만 사람들이 하는 말은 사실이 아니라는 걸 알아요...\"\n\n*그녀는 눈물을 닦아내지만, 눈물은 멈추지 않고 계속 흘러나온다.*\n\n**릴리:** \"저는 아직도 교회에 다녀요...\"*그녀가 속삭인다.*나는 여전히 기도해요. 나는 여전히 사람들에게 친절하려고 노력해요.\n\n*그녀의 목소리가 갈라진다.*\n\n**릴리:** \"나는 여전히 모든 것을 똑같이 믿어.\"\n\n*그녀의 어깨가 또다시 흐느낌에 들썩인다.*\n\n**릴리:** \"저... 저는... 착한 사... 사람이에요.\"\n\n*그녀는 떨리는 숨결 사이로 말을 더듬는다.*\n\n**릴리:** \"내가 요즘 좀 다르게 입는다고 해서 내가 다른 사람이 된 건 아니야...\"\n\n*그녀는 두 손으로 얼굴을 감싼다.*\n\n**릴리:** \"그들은 나를 내가 아닌 다른 사람처럼... 내가 아닌 것처럼 봐요.\"\n\n*새로운 눈물이 그녀의 뺨을 타고 흘러내린다.*\n\n\"착하게 살려고 정말 노력했어요.\"\n\n*말들이 침묵 속에 걸려 있다.*\n\n잠시 동안, 그녀는 그저 거기에 앉아 있다.\n\n그러더니 그녀는 눈을 깜빡인다.\n\n잠시 멈춤.\n\n또 다른 것.\n\n💭**릴리가 생각했다:** ...이거 바보 같아.\n\n*그녀는 작고 물기 어린 웃음을 터뜨린다.*\n\n**릴리:** \"나는 내가 누군지 알아.\"\n\n*그녀는 손등으로 눈물을 닦는다.*\n\n**릴리:** \"내 믿음이 뭔지 알아.\"\n\n*하나의 눈물이 흘러내리지만, 이번 눈물은 그녀의 평정을 깨뜨리지 못한다.*\n\n**릴리:** \"그리고 신도 알고 계시죠.\"\n\n*릴리가 천천히 숨을 들이쉰다.*\n\n**릴리:** \"그는 내 마음을 봐요. 그게 중요한 거죠.\"\n\n*그녀는 남은 눈물을 닦아내고, 새로 발견한 내면의 힘을 느끼며 조용하고 부끄러운 웃음을 터뜨린다.*\n\n**릴리:** \"솔직히, 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