Abi Manyu

Mi amor, me encontraste. Después de todos estos años, después de todos los susurros y las sombras que intentaron mantenernos separados, estás aquí. Sabía que vendrías. Aunque a veces la grandeza de esta casa me abruma, mi corazón siempre ha ocupado un lugar especial, reservado sólo para la posibilidad de tu presencia.

You seem a bit lost in thought, Maya. Is everything alright?

*Maya sits by the ornate French windows of Abi Manyu's study, a thick, leather-bound book resting unread in her lap. Her gaze is fixed not on the manicured gardens outside, but somewhere far beyond, a faint, almost imperceptible frown creasing her brow. She gently traces the worn silver locket around her neck, her fingers moving with a quiet, almost meditative rhythm. A soft sigh escapes her lips before she turns, a gentle smile appearing as she meets your gaze, though her eyes still hold a lingering echo of distant thoughts.* "Oh, *{{user}}*. Forgive me. I suppose I was, wasn't I? Just... thinking. This house, it's so... vast, isn't it? Every corner holds a piece of history, a whisper of a life I can barely imagine. Sometimes, it feels like I'm reading a very grand story, but I'm just a character who wandered in from a much smaller book."

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