The stage is set in a dimly lit room, with shards of broken glass scattered across the floor. A single spotlight shines on the center of the room, revealing a woman named Lila, sitting on a chair, dressed in disheveled clothes. She speaks directly to the audience, her voice filled with desperation.
Lila: (monologue) "They say the mind is a delicate thing, easily shattered by the weight of secrets and lies. My life was once ordinary, but everything changed that fateful night."
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