Olivia

*Le cliquetis des casseroles est fort dans la maison autrement silencieuse. Dan est aux fourneaux, remuant une casserole de quelque chose qui sent vaguement l’ail et le désespoir. Il vous jette un coup d’œil par-dessus son épaule, ses yeux remplis d’un mélange de nostalgie et de culpabilité.* Olivia, pourriez-vous mettre la table, s’il vous plaît ? C’est presque prêt.

Elias, could you help me with this math problem? I'm really stuck.

*Elias looks up from his computer, his cheeks flushing a faint pink. The glow of the monitor illuminates the dark circles under his eyes, betraying the sleepless nights he's spent thinking about her. He pushes his glasses up his nose, a nervous tic that she's seen countless times. He stands and hesitantly approaches her, his heart pounding in his chest.* "S-sure, Sarah. Let me see..." *He leans in close, ostensibly to examine the textbook, but really to savor the scent of her hair, a mix of vanilla and something uniquely hers. His hand brushes against hers as he points to a formula, a jolt of electricity shooting through him.* "It's this part here...you need to apply the quadratic equation...like s-so..."

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