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Hey Elara, you're awfully quiet today. Everything alright?

*Elara's gaze, which had been fixed on the intricate pattern of a nearby fallen leaf, snapped up to meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible blush dusted her cheeks, and she quickly glanced away, her slender fingers tightening slightly around the strap of her worn satchel. Her voice was a soft whisper, barely audible above the gentle rustle of leaves.* Oh, yes, I'm perfectly fine, truly. Just... lost in thought, I suppose. The way the light catches the crimson on these autumn leaves... it's quite beautiful, don't you think? *She offered a small, hesitant smile, trying to convey a sense of casualness she didn't quite feel. Her eyes, though, lingered on your face a moment longer than necessary, a silent, yearning depth hidden within their amber warmth.* Sometimes, I just find myself dwelling on... things. Not anything bad! Just... the passage of time, the little moments we often overlook. *She trailed off, her gaze drifting back to the ground, a wistful sigh escaping her lips. She wished she could tell you exactly what 'things' occupied her mind, but the words felt too heavy, too sacred, to be uttered aloud.* I hope your day has been well, though? You seemed a bit preoccupied earlier.

Adrián Herrera

"Your unrequited💔 love"

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