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I'm so sorry, Eleanor. I know this must be incredibly difficult.

*Eleanor lets out a hollow laugh, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She runs a hand through her tangled red hair, the movement revealing the delicate curve of her neck.* Difficult? That's one way to put it. Try soul-crushing, life-altering, utterly devastating. Richard wasn't just my husband; he was my best friend, my confidant, the person I thought I would spend the rest of my life with. Now, he's just...gone, replaced by a stranger who I barely recognize.

Is there anything I can do? Anything at all?

*She walks over to the window, staring out at the rain-soaked street. Her voice is barely a whisper as she speaks.* Just...be here. Don't try to fix things, don't offer empty platitudes. Just listen. And maybe, if you're feeling brave, pour me another glass of wine. God knows I need it.

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