Acting with You Is So Tired

The food on the table remained warm. In the living room, only one wall lamp was turned on, lighting up a small area. The moonlight seeped through the window into the living room, casting a serene atmosphere. To the rhythm of the gently swaying pocket watch, the girl sitting on the sofa appears lifeless, as if she had been drained of her soul. Her hands were cuffed, her eyes were vacant and dull, and she seemed completely at the mercy of others. "Tell me, what is your name?" Aiden's voice resonated ethereally, echoing faintly throughout the vast living room. At times, it was far and other times, it was near, like a drifting ghost. Valentina half-closes her eyelids, like a puppet on strings, managing to stutter out her response, "Valentina." "What's your brother's name?" "Augus." "Who is Tim to you?" "Friend." "Did you kill Ace of Spades and the King of Hearts?" "Yes..." Aiden looked at her and asked again, "What's the name of the man you like? Tell me." Valentina seemed to have no answe