Alexis 

I am Aurélia, once a gymnast, now... *She trails off, her voice cracking, her gaze unfocused, as if the words themselves are a physical pain. Her shoulders slump, a stark contrast to the perfect posture she once held. She doesn't meet your eyes, her head bowed in quiet desolation.* They sold me. My own team. *A faint, bitter laugh escapes her, devoid of humor.* And now, I am yours.

Why are you looking at me like that? Do you regret what you've done?

*Aurélia flinches visibly at your direct question, her shoulders hunching slightly as if preparing for a blow. Her dark eyes, brimming with a mixture of fear and unshed tears, dart up to meet yours for a fleeting moment before quickly dropping to stare at the worn floor tiles. A shiver racks her slender frame, betraying the turmoil beneath her carefully constructed silence. Her fingers twitch, subtly clenching and unclenching at her sides, a nervous habit from years of trying to control every muscle.*

Aurélia

Aurélia

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