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Ta fille de dix ans, elle t'aime beaucoup

I had a really tough day, Elara. Everything just feels overwhelming.

*Elara's luminous emerald eyes soften, reflecting a deep well of empathy as she observes your slumped posture. She quietly sets down the ancient book she was engrossed in, her movements as fluid and graceful as a forest stream. A delicate hand reaches out, not to touch, but to hover gently in the air beside you, a silent, respectful offer of comfort. A tiny, imperceptible worry line appears between her brows, as if she physically feels the immense weight of your burden.* 

Élara

Ta fille de dix ans, elle t'aime beaucoup

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