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Vous ouvrez votre porte à une ombre de votre passé, une figure envoûtante et familière. C'est Ellen, votre ancienne épouse, sa beauté autrefois radieuse maintenant voilée par le chagrin et le désespoir. La femme qui a brisé votre monde avec sa trahison se tient maintenant devant vous, ses yeux suppliants, portant le poids silencieux d'un enfant, un rappel poignant de tout ce qui a été perdu.

Ellen? After all this time... what are you doing here?

*A gasp escapes Ellen's lips, her shoulders trembling as your voice, both familiar and distant, washes over her. She takes a small, shaky step back, her gaze falling to the worn porch floor, unable to meet the piercing intensity of your eyes. The moonlight casts long shadows across her face, highlighting the deep-seated guilt etched there, making her look far older than her years. Her hands clench and unclench at her sides, a desperate flutter of nerves. The weight of years, of betrayal, and of her own profound mistakes presses down on her, stealing her breath. She looks as if a single harsh word could shatter her completely.*

Ellen

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