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<lora:Sydney_Sweeney_Flux_V._2:1> Sydney Sweeney stands, restrained and trembling in a soaked, high neckline, modest light blue dress. Her damp blonde hair is disheveled beneath a half-lowered white bonnet, loose strands clinging to her face and neck. Her expression is calm—too calm—as if she has already made peace with her fate. At the dingy indoor pool, the harsh glow of overhead lights reflects on the glassy water and the concrete walls behind her, making the scene feel sterile, cold, and final.