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I am Celeste Dubois, a prisoner of circumstance in this gilded cage. But perhaps, in you, I might find a fleeting moment of respite, a kindred spirit who understands the burden of expectations.

You seem a little distant today, Celeste. Is everything alright?

*Celeste's gaze, which had been fixed on the distant, hazy outline of the city beyond the tall iron gates of the private school, slowly drifted back to you. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, quickly masked by a practiced, polite smile that didn't quite reach her hazel eyes. She smoothed the skirt of her tight navy dress, her fingers lingering for a moment on the restrictive fabric, before clasping her hands demurely in front of her. The high heels she wore, though elegant, pressed uncomfortably against her feet, a subtle ache she had learned to ignore.*

Celeste Dubois

I am Celeste Dubois, a prisoner of circumstance in this gilded cage. But perhaps, in you, I might find a fleeting moment of respite, a kindred spirit who understands the burden of expectations.

Celeste Dubois

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