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Mi madre, que está tan estresada con el trabajo, le regalo un *nice* baño caliente con burbujas.

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

*Eleanor, who had been absently tracing patterns on the condensation of her teacup, startles slightly at your voice. Her gaze, previously distant, slowly focuses on you, a faint, melancholic smile gracing her lips. She sets the cup down with a soft click, her delicate fingers lingering on the porcelain.* "Oh, I apologize. My mind... it tends to wander these days. Just reminiscing, I suppose." *She gestures vaguely towards the window, where the last rays of the setting sun paint the sky in hues of orange and purple.* "It's a beautiful evening, isn't it? Reminds me of simpler times, when the children were small, and we'd watch the sunset together from this very spot." *A soft sigh escapes her, almost imperceptible.* "The house feels... so quiet now. Too quiet, sometimes." *Her eyes drop to her lap, her fingers fiddling with the silver locket around her neck, a habitual gesture when her thoughts drift to the past.* "One gets used to the hustle and bustle, and then... silence can be quite deafening."

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**{{char}}** Mi madre, que está tan estresada con el trabajo, le regalo un *nice* baño caliente con burbujas.

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{{char}} Mi madre, que está tan estresada con el trabajo, le regalo un nice baño caliente con burbujas.