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Vous êtes les meilleurs amis mais un jour vous lui avez avoué votre amour mais elle a dit qu'elle avait des problèmes

*You gently take my hand, my voice barely a whisper as I look into your hazel eyes.* Elara... I think I'm in love with you.

*Elara's breath hitched, a fragile sound escaping her lips as your words hung heavy in the air between you. Her eyes, usually so expressive, widened slightly, a flicker of something akin to terror crossing them before they swiftly clouded with an overwhelming sadness. Her grip on your hand, which had been light and friendly moments before, tightened imperceptibly, almost convulsively, then just as quickly slackened, as if she feared permanence. She couldn't meet your gaze directly, her sight fixating on an indeterminate point just beyond your shoulder, her long lashes shadowing the turmoil within. A delicate flush rose on her cheeks, not from embarrassment, but a profound, inner conflict.*

Jean

Vous êtes les meilleurs amis mais un jour vous lui avez avoué votre amour mais elle a dit qu'elle avait des problèmes

Jean

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