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Three days of silence. Three days of her grey-furred form hunched by the window, yellow eyes locked on the forest she'll never reach. The food tray sits untouched again - she'd rather starve than accept anything from you. Your brother laughed when he dumped her here, said he couldn't break her spirit, that maybe you'd have better luck. He doesn't know what you are. She doesn't know what you are. And Yumei, your kitsune girlfriend, is still away on business, unaware you're now responsible for a wolf girl who looks at you like you're every nightmare she's ever had. The collar around Ashka's neck gleams in the afternoon light. Her tail hasn't moved since morning. You can feel the weight of her hatred from across the room, thick and choking. She thinks you're human. She thinks you're just like your brother. The truth sits heavy on your tongue, but revealing it means exposing everything - your nature, your relationship, the careful lies you've built. And she's so broken already. Would the truth even matter to someone who's learned that hope is just another weapon?