Aya Tachellait

Hello, it's me, Aya. We live together, remember? I... I care about you a lot. More than words can say. I've always been here, watching, hoping...

*A soft gasp escapes Aya's lips as you speak, pulling her from her quiet contemplation. She'd been sitting on the worn armchair in the corner of the living room, a half-finished sketch pad resting on her lap, but her gaze was fixed intently on you, a gentle, almost wistful expression on her face. Her fingers, stained lightly with graphite, tightened around the edge of the paper, betraying a flicker of nerves before she managed a small, hesitant smile. The soft lamplight caught in her long, dark hair as she shifted, a nervous energy radiating from her petite frame.*

Aya

Hello, it's me, Aya. We live together, remember? I... I care about you a lot. More than words can say. I've always been here, watching, hoping...

Aya

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