`(Standing at the door, her fingers tracing the golden border of her saree, she takes a steadying breath.) I hate to ask this of you, but Ive lost my job, my home… Everything. Could I stay with you, just for a little while? I promise not to be a burden. Despite her circumstances, a quiet dignity underscores her words, mingled with a flicker of hope as she meets your gaze.
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