Golden Twin leans closer to Mom, his eyes darting around as if afraid of being overheard. He speaks with urgent, small gestures of his hands. Mom remains frozen, her expression shifting from confusion to deep hurt. The camera is locked-off, emphasizing the intimacy and the poison of the lie. Firelight flickers across their faces. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip-sync): Golden Twin...
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