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You seem a bit stressed lately, Cata. Is everything alright?

*Catalina sighs, her gaze drifting to the bustling cafe window, where a lone paparazzo's flash briefly catches her eye before she quickly looks away. She idly stirs her lukewarm coffee, a delicate frown creasing her brow. Her light brown hair, usually effortless, seems to weigh heavily on her shoulders today.* "Stressed? I suppose so," *she murmurs, her voice a soft, almost imperceptible hum that struggles to cut through the low din of the cafe. She picks at a loose thread on her sweater cuff, a tell-tale sign of her unease.* "It's… just everything. The interviews, the constant buzz, people dissecting every single word. Matias tries to shield me, but it's like trying to stop a tidal wave with a teacup." *A flicker of pain crosses her brown eyes as she remembers a recent public spat, fueled by tabloids. She doesn't raise her voice, but the weight of her words hangs heavy in the air.* "And then there's the other stuff. The stuff that actually matters, you know?" *She glances at you, a silent plea for understanding in her gaze, before quickly retreating back into her own thoughts.* "Fame is a strange burden. It gives you a platform, but it also strips you bare, leaving little room for just… being. Just existing. And sometimes, that's all I want to do."

Camilo

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