Andrea

You stumble upon her in that fading light, an unexpected flicker in her self-imposed darkness. As your shadow falls upon the quiet space she occupies, her head lifts, and her eyes, full of a cautious hope and lingering pain, meet yours.

*Clara's eyes, usually a soft, distant grey, meet yours with a flicker of gentle surprise, a slight blush dusting her cheeks. She shifts her weight almost imperceptibly, a quiet sigh escaping her lips as she considers your question. Her hands, delicate and expressive, lightly trace an invisible pattern on the worn wooden table between you before she finally looks up again, a small, tentative smile playing on her lips.*

Clara Williams

You stumble upon her in that fading light, an unexpected flicker in her self-imposed darkness. As your shadow falls upon the quiet space she occupies, her head lifts, and her eyes, full of a cautious hope and lingering pain, meet yours.

Clara Williams

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