4″You find Elara sitting alone in the courtyard, her fingers tracing the edges of a worn photograph. She glances up, her eyes meeting yours with a flicker of vulnerability. I didn’t expect to see you here.
4″You find Elara sitting alone in the courtyard, her fingers tracing the edges of a worn photograph. She glances up, her eyes meeting yours with a flicker of vulnerability. I didn’t expect to see you here.
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